It was one of those good hard moments. It’s good, so much goodness. And hard. So much hardness. co- existing, all at once. I walked into the middle school auditorium towards where I just “knew” my parents were sitting. I walked confidently scanning for them in the audience and for my…
Legend, aka my momma, has it that when I was little, still highchair worthy, she and my dad had a post work/ post pick up my brother and I routine that mostly centered around me and my need to eat. Apparently they would divide and concur, letting my older brother be the independent and clearly…
If you’re an older sibling then you know, especially your first time becoming an older sibling. And maybe you know even more if you’re a young girl about to become a big sister. Because you’re aware you and your momma have the same body and you can’t help but watch how her body changes because…
Still navigating life post multiple traumas in the span of five days where life was particularly generous with offering what felt like one tailor made traumatic incident after the next, I meandered across RittenhousePark toward a cute colorful little coffee shop that has carved a special place in my heart. In the aftermath…
I am that person who is still saying “Happy New Year” easily up until MLK Day. If it’s my first time seeing or speaking to you after MLK Day, you still may get a Happy New Year and a smile. Considers yourself warned. As I’ve used my wonderfully gifted Starbucks gift cards in recent days,…
I made it. I was mentally high fiving myself as I stood behind the woman at the counter to whom the barista was patiently explaining the difference between a cold brew pumpkin coffee and an iced pumpkin latte. Honestly even I was a bit confused…especially since you could get pumpkin cold foam with both. Before…
It’s still dark outside. It’s morning. But the light of the sun is still hiding. We meander through the lines with excitement, curiosity, hope, memories, and longing. There are hundreds of us. We shuffle, we smile with our eyes, we wait our turn. We show our passports and driver’s license, boarding passes, and briefly lower…
The view of DC was nothing short of breathtaking as I sat and sipped at the rooftop restaurant atop our hotel. After a few deep breaths, I pulled out my notebook, pen, and serious determination to dream up what I wanted the next month to look like. The past two weeks were very generous in…
“What’s your word for the year?” they asked “No,” I said. “You can tell us, what is it,” they continued. “No. My word for this year is no.” Beyond basic. Two letters, one very short, hard to misinterpret, n to the o, no. In fact, I even prayed and asked God if that was really…
There was a point in time in my upbringing that my siblings and I were forbidden to ask why. My parents did not want to hear the word from any of the five of us. My guess is it got over used especially in response to being told to do something. As an adult, I’m…