Being a giver is definitely my superpower. My natural state of being is spooning out the feeling of comfort. In our shoes-off home, I banter with my husband about replacing the basic athletic socks with monogram slippers for houseguests. At the height of December, as “everybody’s homegirl,” I love gathering people for festive food and the roaring sound of loud talking and big laughs. During the final week of every year, my commitment to Black cultural expression and my family (both by blood and
