For Carter … Our Story of Infant Loss and Healing
Each year I wonder if this year will be the year that I share our story; almost every anniversary/birthdate, almost every Mother’s Day and several sentimental moments in between I stop and ask “Am I ready?” This year I finally
Why Would I Choose You: My 10 Lessons in Business Start-Up and Vendor Selection
Boring title I know, but that's what this post is about :-). Over the last few months I've been speaking to, and in some cases, working with a lot of vendors as I prepare to expand my business. Today, I had
I Learn a Little More Each Day
The end of February is just a few days away and all month my mind has been dominated by thoughts of the lessons I have learned about loving and being loved. I can credit this to many things, including my
[Repost] Are You “Ghana” Follow Me
My lovely friend who I affectionately call my little sister leaves for Peace Corps in just a few days. Here is the text from her very first newsletter: How it all started
Love Prevails
Tomorrow is the first day of February and I find myself asking “where has the time gone already?” Just 4 days after the New Year classes resumed :-/. While I am pleased that this means I will be done by
Being Black …
http://blackartinamerica.com/ It’s the end of the semester and I so badly want to celebrate, but how can I??? I find myself struggling daily to find hope in what seems to be a season of despair and hopelessness. As I continue to
Bitter Sweet
The last 7 days have brought on a flurry of emotions! Just last week as we were at the gym, I remained glued to the television screen: “Ferguson Grand Jury to Announce Decision”. I vacillated between wanting to stop my
One Month In
It has been a full month since I started my doctorate program. There are some lessons I have learning for the first time, while others are simply a re-visitations of things I have been made aware of time and time
Thoughts of the Last Time Part II
What I really could have written in my last post was that my first week of school left me completely overwhelmed, uncertain and mentally exhausted. Even as I wrote, I was working earnestly to sort through all of the emotions
Speechless.
Like many others, I continue to watch as this story unfolds. I've spent a great deal of the week thinking of exactly what I want to write, what thoughts and feelings I'd like to share and what my closing comments