Sometimes in this beautiful process of healing and growth, we may think that we’ve overcome a particular challenge, learnt all the lessons and are ready for...
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....
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...