I didn’t realize the date was October 16th until my bestie from Michigan called to remind me. October 16th was the day of love, my wedding date back in 1999. For a good laugh I tried on my wedding dress last night and Syd literally hollered and her echolalia was on point!! “This is a … More It’s My Anniversary
Therapy is often taboo in the black community. We go to church not therapists or at least that is what we were told when growing up. Seeing a therapist was a sign of weakness because you were supposed to take your burdens to The Lord in prayer, not to the man while lying on a … More That’s Why You Need Therapy
It’s no secret I’m scared of thunderstorms and cats. I’m also scared of falling in love. Been there done that and when I love, I love hard! I started reflecting on the fact that it’s been six years since my divorce and I am a changed woman. I have strength that I didn’t know existed. … More I’m Scared
Since I posted about my heart monitor and being asked out on five dates, you guys have really shown me some love. Thanks for the messages, offers to babysit and dating tips. I thought I would give you a quick update. Bachelor #1 just wants a pen pal or texting buddy. Not much happening there. … More Men Still Do That?
I have to admit I’m glad that I was damaged in the past. In some ways maybe parts of me are still damaged. When you’ve been damaged and hit rock bottom you have a humbling experience that will change your mindset and path in life. Every day bullshit doesn’t affect you the same way that … More Damaged People
I can go to a function not know anyone and walk out with three new friends. Even when I go to events alone trying to enjoy “me” time, I still manage to find myself in the middle of a conversation with complete strangers. I’m so excited to go to a wedding of a dear friend … More Project Plus 1
Sydney really enjoys cheerleading. Her gym has been such a blessing. They have embraced the cheerabilities team and support them 100% at competitions. I’m always overcome with emotions when Syd competes. She looks like all of the other girls. You don’t see autism, you see Sydney. I’m not sure if I was an emotional wreck … More Oh No, Not A Daddy Daughter Dance