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...
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...
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...
What do you think about when you hear the term “Period Poverty”? For me there’s a certain level of shame that I’ve clung on to each...
You are awakened by the faint sound of gospel hymns coming from the stereo in the kitchen. The steam from that delicious, hot cocoa, brewing on...