Sometimes in this beautiful process of healing and growth, we may think that we’ve overcome a particular challenge, learnt all...
If you were raised in a household like mine, with a mother who had slight OCD tendencies, then you would be familiar with the phrase, “don’t...
Whew. November has been a year! I don’t know how to begin unpacking all the things that’ve taken place. Between the number of times I’ve had...
Love is not a drill. I grew up in church hearing accounts of a love that never failed. A love that took on the blame of...
Some truths are easier to accept than others. Then there are those we’d rather keep wrapped up or tied up- (like my hair)…. For a large...
There was a point in time when I had nothing. Barely enough for food, struggling for money to cover monthly expenses, and I felt absolutely alone....
I’ve had this incessant need to say YES. Yes to help , yes to serve, pretty much yes to everything. It’s the main reason why I’ve...
My legs have always been a lighter shade than the rest of my body. They’ve been hidden, covered up from the judgement of others. Strawberry legs....
I had an interesting conversation with a male friend recently. Ours is the type of friendship that is being built on the foundation of a “safe...
At the age of four the song “Chutney Bacchanal” by Trinidad’s Chris Garcia was permeating through the airwaves. I loved that song and the man with...
