It was hard to do. I had to use a word that makes me feel uncomfortable. I had to tell someone No! And I had to tell them no more than once because they didn’t believe me the first time I said it. Saying no was so empowering. I felt like a three year old … More I Had To Say No
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
What’s your something good? A job, your spouse, a friendship, a relationship or your peace of mind? Have you ever thought the grass was greener on the other side? I have and guess what it wasn’t. The grass looked greener, but it was far from better. Now I’m not telling you not to leave your … More Tell Me Something Good
Those are the lyrics to a Tupac song but that’s how I felt leaving the farm Saturday night. I think Sydney knew I needed to be surrounded by family and she hung outside with us until almost midnight. My grandparents were blessed to live in this house for over fifty years. If you read my … More Things Will Never Be The Same
I struggle with blogging lately because my draft posts are like mini novels and then I realize, Ain’t nobody got time for that. As I enjoy a pedicure I’m typing this quick blog! For those that think I should be relaxing. I’m the only one here and blogging relaxes me. Besides I can’t decide on … More Stop Trying So Hard!
I buy off brand, and store brands if it’s cheaper. There’s no shame in my game there. I don’t need designer things, so that the label shows for all to see. If you do see me with a designer anything it was given to me, or I bought it on clearance from Marshall’s. Some days … More I Am A Crayola Not A RoseArt