Rubia Garcia II

01/13/2025

Last First Day of Law School ⚖️🐆
Last First Day of the 24th Grade 📚🤓

124 Days and Counting
📚⚖️

✊🏼😔

01/09/2025

I said what I said and I meant every damn word;
RIP to the fallen.

01/05/2025

🕊️⚜️💔

01/01/2025

: PLEASE SHARE 💔😔⚜️
New Orleans NY’s Day Attack Info:

-Families should call 311 (504-658-2299) for centralized information about the victims.

-The New Orleans New Year’s Day Tragedy Fund has already been established for victims and their families. Visit GNOF.org

-The Blood Center is holding a drive tomorrow for victims of the attack. It’s from 10-5 at 2609 Canal.
Please cover these families. 🤲🕊️

01/01/2025

This right here smh; these poor families man. 😪

Bollards are used to control crowds and traffic. They are short, stainless steel removable posts that can be securely locked behind each crosswalk.

01/01/2025

My city 💔⚜️

12/15/2024

Fun Fact:
Grams believed there were magical powers in the teddy bears she made ... she gave them to her grandchildren like me, and gave many of them to people whom she felt also needed their healing powers.

In her "Teddy Bear Book," she recorded a few details of the teddy bears she had made throughout her life. She named them and gave them away ...over 800 in total; some of them, made from her Mink coats; each hand-sewn, with a music box in the right ear that sings, “it’s a small world.”
✨🕊️RIH Grams

12/15/2024

🕊️✨🫶

12/15/2024

RIH Grams ✨🌠🕊️

12/15/2024

102 years is a lot of life to live; somewhere deep in my heart, I had convinced myself she’d somehow outlive us all.
Ty for reaching out; 🫶y’all;
just need a moment.
RIH Grams ✨🕊️

12/07/2024

🙌 aměn

12/07/2024

The shell casings from the United Healthcare CEO had “Delay” “Deny” “Depose” written on them?
That’s some nasty work. 🥵

12/01/2024

Claim it ✨

1 day to Finals 📚
167 Days to Graduation 🎓⚖️

12/01/2024

But it’s 🦗’s from y’all when I post stuff like this:

11/30/2024

Heal so hard you realize you don’t have to be a nice person to be a good person.

11/27/2024

I did not just crawl through the shards of brokenness;
I claimed every fragment as proof of fearlessness.
�I went back for the pieces, though they cut and burned; but from every scar, a lesson was learned.
�I wept through the wreckage with glass embedded in my skin;
tears carving through fears, each breath a new battle to win.

From childhood chaos to betrayals untold;�I healed with my heart, using its magic as mold.
�From a little girl lost, to a mother in who found a fight;
she armored up in darkness, never forgetting that she is the light.

Through classrooms and cameras, I built up a name;
turning whispers to winds, and fire to flame.
�Then the Hard Rock came crashing, and my heart split in 3;
I resolved to build something better from the ruins it left inside of me.

With Justice beside me, we chased justice and peace so far;
30k miles of American roads to where the light met the dark.
�“No Justice, No Peace,” was the chant we’d repeat;
I’d gather more pieces, going too far to retreat.

Through years of tears on these streets, I gathered each shard;
weeping traumas on silent stretches under boundless stars.
�Through borders and barriers, I chased what I’d find;
in pieces and in pain, I left not a piece behind.

But now, with these books, I stand on the edge;�Not just to graduate, but to honor my pledge.
�With every scar, every tear, and every single break;
I’ve stitched me back together, and done so for all our sakes.

Through the journey I’ve walked, and through the miles I’ve driven;
I know now I am the sum of my scars, and the wisdom they have given.
�The little girl I was, in pieces and in pain,�is the woman who stands before you today; whole, but not the same.

Strength in struggle, purpose in pain, I’ve forged my own way;
To be the woman who would have shown up for baby me, and make neither, no longer afraid.
�I found in solace the pieces I gathered, the pain that I’ve known; �laid bare, and they are the very foundations from which I have grown.

Each shard I’ve held is now no longer a painful loss;�It’s proof of resilience, and a healing love’s quiet cost.
�The pain still lingers, but it no longer owns; because I’ve stitched love to every fiber of my soul, welded it into my bones.

With each step forward, I carry the whole of me;
forged by hell-fire and unfortunate circumstance, yet unbroken and free;
A mosaic of strength, shaped by all I’ve come to be.

5 Days to Law Finals 📚⚖️
171 Days to 🎓⚖️

11/27/2024

I did not just crawl through the shards of brokenness;
I claimed every fragment as proof of fearlessness.

I went back for the pieces, though they cut and burned; but from every scar, a lesson was learned.

I wept through the wreckage with glass embedded in my skin;
tears carving through fears, each breath a new battle to win.

From childhood chaos to betrayals untold;
I healed with my heart, using its magic as mold.

From a little girl lost, to a mother in who found a fight;
she armored up in darkness, never forgetting that she is the light.

Through classrooms and cameras, I built up a name;
turning whispers to winds, and fire to flame.

Then the Hard Rock came crashing, and my heart split in 3;
I resolved to build something better from the ruins it left inside of me.

With Justice beside me, we chased justice and peace so far;
30k miles of American roads to where the light met the dark.

“No Justice, No Peace,” was the chant we’d repeat;
I’d gather more pieces, going too far to retreat.

Through years of tears on these streets, I gathered each shard;
weeping traumas on silent stretches under boundless stars.

Through borders and barriers, I chased what I’d find;
in pieces and in pain, I left not a piece behind.

But now, with these books, I stand on the edge;
Not just to graduate, but to honor my pledge.

With every scar, every tear, and every single break;
I’ve stitched me back together, and done so for all our sakes.

Through the journey I’ve walked, and through the miles I’ve driven;
I know now I am the sum of my scars, and the wisdom they have given.

The little girl I was, in pieces and in pain,is the woman who stands before you today; whole, but not the same.

Strength in struggle, purpose in pain, I’ve forged my own way;
To be the woman who would have shown up for baby me, and make neither, no longer afraid.

I found in solace the pieces I gathered, the pain that I’ve known; laid bare, and they are the very foundations from which I have grown.

Each shard I’ve held is now no longer a painful loss;
It’s proof of resilience, and a healing love’s quiet cost.

The pain still lingers, but it no longer owns; because I’ve stitched love to every fiber of my soul, welded it into my bones.

With each step forward, I carry the whole of me;
forged by hell-fire and unfortunate circumstance, yet unbroken and free;
A mosaic of strength, shaped by all I’ve come to be.

5 Days to Law Finals 📚⚖️
171 Days to 🎓⚖️

11/14/2024

Voldemort is back.
Lumos -mf- Maxima 🪄✨