I shared the post below on Medium at https://medium.com/@emmalouie.

For many years, anger simmered beneath my consciousness. If it seeped into awareness, then I pressed it back down.

When I was seven, my brothers Alex and Phillip were six and four, respectively. My brothers and I accepted salvation and wanted to get baptized. Momma Hettie (Called ‘momma’ by everyone because she was a midwife.), the self-appointed voice of our missionary Baptist church’s baptizing committee, refused to allow it.

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