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by Millie Belizaire

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Proposing to me on Christmas was exactly the kind of thing Shaun would do.

For Sanaa, I flat ironed my hair, even though I usually preferred not to straighten it.

My wedding was in five months, on the first Saturday in August,

“I know… But I like this. Open up.”

I was getting off the pill in June, right after the playoffs, and then we would start trying for a baby immediately after, so that if I did get pregnant, I wouldn’t be showing on our wedding day.

After two months of trying, we were together in an oceanfront hotel room in St. Lucia when a pregnancy test finally came back positive.

I was leaning more in favor for a girl.

Both Caprice and I wanted lots of kids, so this pregnancy wouldn’t be our last one.

I bought it last month. And then I had it torn down.

“Every time I have a nightmare, it always takes place in the pink house.”

“The Dr. Caprice Latimore Youth Center.”

Dr. Caprice Latimore, which was only fair. She didn’t go to medical school so that she could put that title on my last name.

A place for kids growing up in this community, like me and you did once, to just… feel at home.”

Building a community within a community. 🫶🏾