As I was walking to the elevator, a woman I have never met before embraced me and whispered to my ears, “Thank you for your speech, Jasmine. I lost three children… I have three beautiful children now. You will find your courage. You are in my prayer.” As I was hearing those words, my tears came streaming down.
I did not cry because I was sad. I cried because I was connected to, understood and appreciated by another soul. It felt wonderfully warm.