My Body is Not for Everyone.
Sex devoid of connection is like food without seasoning. One of the things that I seem to see a lot of, whether it’s social media, or...
The Tsunami of Divorce
When a Tsunami hits, many people can recall events of the natural disaster, some of which will be vastly different from the others. ...
Do something hard and watch yourself grow.
Just before the holiday break started, I was in the tub, where I do my best thinking. I was watching the steam rise from the surface of...
Love, Motherhood and Memories: Wakanda Forever
On Wednesday I took my babies to see Wakanda Forever in 3D Imax. Yes, it was worth it! We loved the movie! Seeing my children reach...
Uncomplicated feel of NYC love
We went to listen to and watch live music today. It reminded me of the warmth of how society used to be. I watched men dance with women....
Welcome and acceptance: a Black mother with a special needs child.
Welcome and acceptance: a Black mother with a special needs child. Three weeks ago, I dropped three of my four children off at The Bronx...
Social Media: Where Everyone Knows Someone They’ve Never Met.
I was on Instagram this morning while working out, just minding my own business. Well then again, who goes on Instagram to mind their...
Why Being Highly Perceptive Sometimes Feels Like a Villainous Superpower.
For as long as I can remember, I could feel people’s energy easily. I also have an extensive inner dialogue and deep reflection. As a...
Reigniting My Passion For Creative Writing Saved Me From An Emotional Downspiral
I am a mother of 4 children, ages 7 to 12 years old, one of which has Down Syndrome. During the uncertainty of COVID-19, I began writing...
