Sometimes, you are given the gift of knowing someone for a short time who makes a big impact on your life. Nakila was that for me. She was one of the most altruistic people that I have ever had the honor of knowing. She always let you know exactly what was on her mind. She was an extremely talented writer and her writing became some of the most amazing spoken word pieces I have heard. She had this sixth sense for knowing when there was something up with you and would listen to every word you said until you felt better. Having her arms wrapped around you made you feel safe, like you were at home, right there, even if physically, you were standing on a busy street corner.
She left a lasting impression on everyone she met. Having known her since high school, I would frequently meet people at UW-Madison, who, upon learning that I was from Milwaukee, would ask me if I knew Nakila. Nakila was Milwaukee’s daughter.
She died this past week, leaving a gigantic hole in the hearts of all that loved her. Her death came as a complete shock and her family needs assistance with not just typical funeral costs, but also bringing her back to Milwaukee, her home, from Georgia where she passed.
If you have a minute to donate, pass this along or both, please do so.
Please help the family and friends of a UW alum if you can. (If not, please signal boost!)