You Won’t Find Happiness


My husband failed his entire first year of college. Straight F’s. Even in gym. He was grieving the loss of his older brother who should have been raging in that dorm life with him but was instead in a casket. Sometimes you can make plans for yourself, and then life throws a wrench in the tricycle you’ve been building.… READ THE REST

How To Keep Your Crap Together In 2017

Let’s face it: 2016 was a hot mess. We lost a bunch of honored and admired celebrities. Our childhood heroes were being challenged, alleged and infamously uncovered. The black community suffered again and again and again. Our FB friends showed they asses and we had to block, unfollow, delete, curse out, etc.… READ THE REST

I Finally Moved On After A Decade

Hey. I wanted you to know that I thought about you today. It’s not like before and that’s what I wanted you to know.

 

It’s been ten years and some, maybe ten and a half, since you stole my heart, since I fell so hard for you that it changed the course of my life forever.… READ THE REST

I’m Afraid

What are you most afraid of?

 

I know many of you instantly visualized very distinctive fears; spiders, clowns, heights perhaps? You wouldn’t be far off because according to Google it’s an unpleasant emotion caused by the belief that someone or something is dangerous, likely to cause pain, or a threat.… READ THE REST

Being Mom Without Dad

There are lots of different types of moms out there. We read about them every day in the mommy blogs we all enjoy and relate to so much. There are the SAHM’s. Sancti-mommies. Working moms. Crunchy moms. New age moms (whatever the hell that means?).… READ THE REST

You Hated Me in High School

It’s happened, I’m now far enough out of high school to speak about it with a modicum of authority, or wistful nostalgia. A full decade has passed (plus) and I’m to the point where I forget how old I am, so I have to remind myself of my birth year and count forward, slowly.… READ THE REST

Unwanted Parenting Advice from a Non-Parent

 

I am not a parent. My reproductive organs are in appropriate working order and I am explicitly stating that I decisively do not want to have children. Ever. I have deliberately pondered upon and comprehensively accepted that I will never experience the distinguished though personally uncharted rush of maternal delight.READ THE REST

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