Lately, I have been reading too many technical, "how to", research, and self help books. I'm tired of working on projects and figuring things out. I need a break. I have been craving a gossipy, tea sipping page turner. Terry McMillan's novel,I Almost Forgot About You, did not disappoint. This book was everything I needed... Continue Reading →
Before this blog, my life could be described with one word- "heavy". I was overwhelmed with things that I didn't like, didn't want to do, or didn't feel like doing. I loved my family but I felt I couldn't enjoy them because of constant mundane and unfulfilling tasks.I desperately wanted an opportunity to take care... Continue Reading →
The past 20 years has a beautiful journey. For this new decade, one of my most important intentions is that I live for myself and no one else.
One more month until the end of summer. It's time to start thinking about what I plan to grow in the fall. I stopped to reflect on my summer gardening experience. I didn't grow food with the intentions of becoming healthier. It's deeper than that...
My friend Jemilah has been always known her to be, graceful, humble, beautiful, and especially wise. Her status post made me pause: "this is a great weekend to write a plan for your family( [focusing on] financial spiritual, health, and education)- things will not go back to being the same, be open to doing things differently." I sat down with her to talk in detail about what she meant.
It can be tempting to become absorbed in the dread of this Pandemic. Rising numbers, long waits for testing, and capacity filled hospitals are enough to overwhelm the most stable minded person. So, what keeps people hopeful? Is that even possible? We should not wait for everything to go back to normal but use the time RIGHT NOW to discover something new to love.
Somewhere in the world, a classroom like this exist and this is the type of classroom that I want my JohnJohn to belong to.
I don’t know how many people will understand me when I say this , but a ponytail is not just a ponytail, a bang is not just a bang, and a haircut is not just a haircut in some parts of the African-American community. Cornrows by Camille Yarbrough illustrated by Carole Byard speaks to the fact that cornrows are more than just a hairstyle.
Photo by Flo Maderebner on Pexels.com Growing up, I was an undeniably, awkward child. I was overweight, wore wide rim glasses; and contained a mouth full of braces. I was terribly shy and when I was around people, I didn’t understand myself enough to be myself. I was dreadfully teased. At that time, there was... Continue Reading →