Valentine’s Day

I'm not a Valentine's Day type of girl. Well, I use to be, but then I realized all of the holidays were corporate holidays and decided that I wasn't down with that. Like, I don't want anyone telling me when I should celebrate my love because they want to make a profit. I appreciate the…

Throwback Thursday

The following post is something that I wrote when the clouds of depression were lifting. My depression was at its worse when I was dealing with thyroid disease and the the after effects of my total thyroidectomy. Here is a peak into my brain at that time along with what I work to overcome constantly...…

Reflecting…

Earlier this week, I posted a conversation between me and my grandmother. I have revisited her words in my mind over and over again. I believe we stayed on the phone well into the next day. What always stands out to me in our talks are her opinions on men. The title or the right…

My reality

I initially wanted to use Thursday's to blog about the terrible reality shows I watch, but I'm not.  I may do it in the future, but today I want to write about my reality. In previous posts, I have discussed my relationship with my father.  A quick recap is that he was a very active…

Barriers of the Mind

I have an 85 year-old grandmother who is laugh out loud funny.  She has always been funny, but now I'm old enough to laugh at her jokes without getting the side eye.  She is a gun packing, smack talking lover of pearls and all things elegant.  She is all kinds of awesome, but sometimes she…

Memorial Day

Tomorrow, I plan to visit my grandfather's grave.  He fought in World War II and his remains are in a national cemetery not very far from my house.  I think of him quite often.  I miss him everyday. I doubt I would be where I am today without my grandfather.  He was the first man…

The New Counselor

A common viewpoint in the African American community is that we absolutely do not go to therapy.  We go to church or to the mosque and read our holy books to get us through tough times, but we do not go talk to some stranger to help us with our personal problems.  Culturally, it is…