Nthanda

January, 2025

This shift was inevitable: going forward (as life gets fuller), Iโ€™ll be curating the ๐—•๐˜† ๐—ก๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ ๐—ก๐—ฒ๐˜„๐˜€๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ now monthly โ€” bringing together reflections on ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด, ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ, ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฑ, and ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜จ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ in one accessible space.

Thank you, and See you Soon.

As I close out 2024, a year that has been both exhilarating and transformative, I find myself reflecting on a concept that has surfaced repeatedly in my thoughts and conversationsโ€”social debt. For much of my life and career, I have carried this weight with pride, honoring my obligations to family, friends, and my broader community. As I step into 2025, I am making a conscious choice to recalibrate.