WHAT ARE YOU THANKFUL FOR?

As the day of thanks approaches I want to take some time and reflect on somethings that I am thankful for.

A letter to my husband..

Dear Dontae, Today, on our three year anniversary I can’t help but to reflect on our time together…. I remember first seeing you. I was in 8th grade and you and some others came from your h.s (Maritime) to preform a military drill. You were different than the guys I would normally go for. As…

That time God took my baby….

Today’s blog post is going to be a bit personal…. but as always I’m sharing to spread awareness and to let you in my life.. When I was 16 I got pregnant. Not on purpose and very unexpected. I was so scared I never wanted my period to come so bad… I remember telling my…

Misery LOVES company!

“She is at a point in her life where peace is her priority and negativity cannot exist.” You ever get to a point in life where you CANNOT let negativity in? This is where I am at in my life. Being human, we already have SO many things that affect us day to day. So…

What Am I? Chopped liver?

What am I chopped? Chopped liver?….. this is what my mom would say to me every time I told her that I’m tired of being the only girl and not having someone to do stuff with. I would say “mommy, you are no fun”. I have three brother and zero/zilch/nada sisters. Growing up I always…

You have bad hair! 

“You have bad hair”, they said “Your hair is so nappy” they said “Your hair is so short” they said Those sayings among others is something I grew up hearing. As if it’s not already hard growing up as a girl in such a judgmental world. Welcome to my journey…. My mom, bless her heart,…

I married Crohn’s disease.

I watch him suffer…. I offer water but mostly all I can do is watch or hear him suffer. I feel so helpless. 

Do you let your kids believe in Santa?

A mandatory part of parenting is figuring out how you want your kids to be raised (sounds fun right). Last night my husband and I were discussing whether or not we want the kids to believe in Santa.  I’m not talking about the religious reasons behind Christmas just Santa himself. Growing up my husband celebrated Kwanzaa…