“I was born with a voice.

I was born with two legs.

I was born from a father who taught me yell, to run, to kick.

And a mother who showed me how to draw, to sketch, to dream.

I learned young that to be myself, I must be fearless. I must be fierce. I must be passionate and driven and bold. I learned young that there must be a balance between my gentle spirit and my wild heart. And in time, I discovered that I could be both loud and loving. I could let others in, and still stay me.”