A few years ago, unbeknownst to me at the time, I was at a major turning point in my life. I had been laid off from what I thought was my dream job. Everything that I thought I wanted out of life was being challenged. So in the midst of my new found, unwanted, freedom I took on greater responsibility in my local church to keep me busy and my mind occupied. As a result, a few months later, this revived passion for stewardship in the church which was honestly brought on by unemployment provided a life changing opportunity.
I was invited to attend a conference in Greensboro, North Carolina concerning the growing prison industrial complex in the United States, specifically concerning Black’s and Latino’s. Having been working in the fashion industry for the previous 2 years, this concept was foreign to me. Thinking back, it shouldn’t have been but that’s water under the bridge at this point. In those 4 days of the conference
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