The weight of inherited trauma can be almost palpable. A legacy of pain and suffering, passed down through generations, often invisible but profoundly felt.
This book is a deeply personal exploration of the ways in which racialized trauma has been inflicted upon our collective humanity. A story of resilience and survival, it draws on the author's own experiences growing up with an implicit system of oppression.
Through intimate and nuanced essays, My Grandmother's Hands delves into the complex web of historical and contemporary factors that contribute to our ongoing struggles with systemic racism. It reveals the ways in which trauma is both inherited and inflicted, and offers a vision for healing and transformation.
With unflinching honesty and compassion, this book confronts the darkness of the past while offering a hopeful path forward. It challenges readers to reconsider their own relationships with themselves, others, and the world around them. By sharing her family's story, My Grandmother's Hands invites us to join a conversation about the power of love, connection, and collective healing.
