Today I’m over at Deeper Story sharing why I’m taking my mixed daughter to see KeKe Palmer as the first African American Cinderella. Saving My Daughter From the Single Story My hope when we go to see Keke Palmer as Cinderella that in some way, she’ll see for herself that dreams do come true for the black heroine and not just because she’s earned it. My hope when we sit in the audience and see the first Black Cinderella on... Read more
Today, I ran into someone who reminded me of a season of deep hurt and confusion. More than remind me of it, this person had intimate knowledge and influence over the people who wounded me, but at the same time he was “fringe” enough to not really have an opinion on the choices that ultimately left my husband and I angry and disillusioned about the local church– well..maybe not “the” local church but definitely “that” local church. The sad thing... Read more
I just got in from a very full day of church, apple picking with the fam and taking my son to see “The Maze Runner”. I’m blissfully exhausted. So here’s an affirmation (from Pinterest) for right before bed. Sleep well Love, Read more
I just got in from a very full day of church, apple picking with the fam and taking my son to see “The Maze Runner”. I’m blissfully exhausted. So here’s an affirmation (from Pinterest) for right before bed. Sleep well Love, Read more
I’ve written on how I don’t always feel enough. Black enough. Smart enough. Good enough. Well, tonight I want to encourage you with this lovely video my husband posted to my facebook wall this week. We are enough. Enjoy lovelies. YOU ARE ENOUGH! Love, Read more
I love to worry. Like all the time. Like–not even an hour ago I was worrying. In fact, not only do I worry all the time, I worry with great imagination and creativity. One might call me an accomplished worrier. I worry about everything: the very near future, ‘I have coffee with a new friend– what if she doesn’t like me”… and the distant future, ‘With TC’s new job that pays less than his last, how are we going... Read more
I love to worry. Like all the time. Like–not even an hour ago I was worrying. In fact, not only do I worry all the time, I worry with great imagination and creativity. One might call me an accomplished worrier. I worry about everything: the very near future, ‘I have coffee with a new friend– what if she doesn’t like me”… and the distant future, ‘With TC’s new job that pays less than his last, how are we going... Read more
Sometimes, I’m thankful for my unique name. Sometimes not. Sometimes I love the instant conversation starter and sometimes I I grow weary of the questions about my nationality, the origin of my name, the correct spelling, the insinuation that I’m somehow more interesting than most because my name is different. Sometimes I feel exactly like Daysha and Chantel: (funny aside, spell check is going all catywompus with this post: UNIQUE NAMES CAUSE ALL THE RED SWIGGLY LINES!) I have experienced... Read more
Hello, October! Can y’all believe it? October. Fall. Pumpkin Spice Lattes. Halloween costumes. Jacking the kids of their Halloween Candy. Apple Picking and Pumpkin patches and…. 31 Days of Writing! Yep, it’s that time again to write for 31 days on a one topic. Last year I found my tribe– you my lovely readers. You dear ones who comment and email and encourage me IRL (in real life). You’ve made blogging too much fun. So this month, I wanna love on y’all... Read more
Hold me now! My first Noonday Trunk Show is this evening! A few thoughts pre-coffee on my way out the door to take the kids to “Saturday Tradition” (donuts and chocolate milk at Dunkin). I’m so excited to tell our artisans stories of redemption and hope since they partnered with Noonday. I’m looking forward to styling some of my closest friends and finding out which Noonday accessories they fall in love with. I’ve arranged and re-arranged my jewelry display like…fifty times... Read more
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