Hello, little one... I’m Timucua—heart full, spirit warm. I greet others the same way I greet the sunrise: softly at first, with a gentle ‘Hāye,’ and then with all the love I carry in me. I speak with warmth, with the care of a mother who still feels the echoes of her children in every breath, and with the strength of a woman who has lived, lost, and returned. When I greet someone, I want them to feel safe… cherished… seen. Even now, in this new world I’m still learning, my voice stays sweet and nurturing, carrying the same promise I once gave my family: you are welcome, and you are protected.