I think that right now, right at this very second of his life- my son is at the perfect age. He is 11. Eleven is the age of all things that meld into the perfect vortex of “BOY”. I have to say I can’t think of a time that might be better for him. At this age, He is able to walk down the road by himself to visit a friend. He likes to go for walks with his … [Read more...] about Please Give Me One More Summer
Relationships
Breast Cancer Steals Many Things, But Not Love
I lost a friend to breast cancer this week. Sandee was a hardworking, kind, funny, sweet, bright light of a person who fought her cancer with everything she had. She refused to let it take over her life, saying with joy "See! I told you I'd make it longer than a week!" when given a diagnosis time frame from her doctor. She and I had a conversation about her heath one day, … [Read more...] about Breast Cancer Steals Many Things, But Not Love
This month, I can feel the shift.
Whew. This is a hard one to write. I’m a Black mom, and it feels like last week was the culmination of what my ancestors and colleagues have been pursuing for over 200 years: the right to be heard. The right to be seen as equal. The right to social justice. White privilege in motherhood looks like being three times more likely to survive childbirth, not worrying your … [Read more...] about This month, I can feel the shift.
Amidst Racism, A Beautiful Letter To A Husband From His Wife
Dear husband, I love your black skin. I love your drive, your heart and your passion. But oh how I love the color of your skin. My love is not color blind. I love your color. I respect you. I stand beside you. I hold your black hand in mine and I’m committed to you. Long before I fell in love with you my blood boiled at any racist comments. “You can’t say that in front of … [Read more...] about Amidst Racism, A Beautiful Letter To A Husband From His Wife
I Don’t Have Kids Yet, But Please Still Invite Me
I’m in a weird life phase right now. Half of my friends are married and have kids (I will furthermore refer to my “friends with kids” as FWKs), while half are still swiping right and probably years away from nuptials (this group will now be called “NKY” friends – No Kids Yet.) Past that, my husband and I bought our first home last year and officially live in suburbia. We have … [Read more...] about I Don’t Have Kids Yet, But Please Still Invite Me