2017 will mark the  30th year of life for me. Needless to say, I am absolutely dreading it. I'm not having a big party (as I have always envisioned) because my money is STILL funny  and if I can't do it epically (new word I made up) then I don't want to do it at... Continue Reading →

I'm back.... For the past five weeks or so, I've been in a complete mental fog. Teetering between the lines of not giving a fuck and giving too many. I haven't been writing lately because my creative juices have been blocked by some invisible force. Maybe it's the negative feelings that I've been having of... Continue Reading →

Trayvon Martin, Philando Castile, Eric Garner, Kevin Scott , Sandra Bland, Jordan, Terrence Crutcher, Michael Brown, Dontre Hamilton, Sean Bell, John Crawford, Ezell Ford, Dante Parker, Tanisha Anderson, Akai Gurley, Tamir Rice, Rumain Brisbon, Jerame Reid, Tony Robinson, Phillip White, Eric Harris, Walter Scott, Freddie Gray, Alton Sterling, Keith Childress, Bettie Jones, Kevin Matthews, India... Continue Reading →

  I chaperoned my 8-year-old daughter’s 3rd grade field trip to the High Museum of Art this past week and let’s just say, as a 29-year-old mother of three, I don’t know if I’m supposed to wear mom jeans or not. Nope, I don’t mean the new stylish, fit and make you look sexy mom... Continue Reading →

There are no words to explain the depth of love that I have for you. But only to the best of my natural ability will I formulate the words so that I can create the most accurate visual of what I so deeply feel for you. Only because of you I live. Breath is given... Continue Reading →

  I've been off from work (due to a surgery) going on 4 weeks. Although, I was restricted from doing some activities, such as heavy lifting and driving, I've loved being at home. Simply because I can get things done and still have some of my day left. My kids become a priority and in turn,... Continue Reading →

  I didn’t stop instantly loving him like I wanted to. Like I thought I could.   The years we’d been together, the memories created, the love shared, and the vows spoken didn’t just *poof* and go away like I expected it to. I was angry, hurt, pissed, and disappointed, but I’ll be damned if... Continue Reading →

  It is totally unfair that as a woman I do not get a break. I have to keep my super woman cape on. I have to put on a brave face every single day and face the cruel world. We do not get the luxury of walking away....of taking a breath and starting over.... Continue Reading →