Today marks 50 years since a shot rang out and cut short Dr. Martin Luther King's life. I almost wrote that it has been 50 years since hate killed a dream, but the dream didn't die when Dr. King did. But dreaming of justice and peace are not what this post is about. This post is about a man. Just a man.
Read MoreSis, you have to add value to his life beyond perky breasts and a round tush. You have to bring something to the table besides your knife and fork.
Read MoreI took a vacation. Great! But that's not enough. See vacations are great for decompressing and casting your cares on the water, but you also have to decide what to pick back up. So what did I pick up?
Read MoreThe strong, black woman title is both a crown and a noose that I and many of my friends wear both consciously and unconsciously. But do we perpetuate this stereotype by refusing assistance when it is offered? In one word...Yes.
Read MoreLast night I attended the Jefferson Street Art Crawl with Christopher, the hubs. It was a dope event filled with different types of art, lots of cool folks and even one of my favorite artists - Alice Gatewood Waddell! But this piece isn't about the art, it's about the street itself. As I drove up & down Jefferson Street, a street that I've known intimately since 1993, I was filled with a sense of excitement for the future. While wandering around looking at art, I saw this tree & realized that I too am ready for a season of bloom.
Read MoreSelf love means you have to be intentional. You have to get up every day and ask "What am I going to do today that feeds my purpose?"
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