A Letter To My 7 year old Black Son and Every Black Son in America – Your Life Matters

My beloved son: You are so smart, inquisitive and brave and now in your world of superheroes and wrestling action figures you are the master – you are in charge and you wield all the power. My heart breaks at the thought of you growing up and forgetting, or worse, relinquishing this power. I know …

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On Dating – Why I Don’t and Why You Should or Shouldn’t

I am a 30-something year old, saved, single mom of an amazingly supercharged seven year old boy. If it sounds weighty, that's because it is. I am also in college full time, I have a full time job, work as a part time reporter and I do a little blogging here and there. What little …

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“What Would You Do If You Couldn’t Fail?”

I am a great writer. I KNOW that. I know that I can tell a story, write a poem or a song, get a message across, create, convince, coerce... I can work magic with my pen. It doesn't matter the subject matter or the forum, I can convey it and I can do it well. …

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Fighting Tired

Why is it that we quit when we're almost at the end? How is that we survive the storms of the deep only to drown in the shallow waters of the shore - Just yards away from dry land? To everyone else there seems to be nothing wrong. We're past the worst. We fought a …

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My prayer

Father, I have been trying to make sense of all the things that have happened to me this previous year. It's been a painful year. One filled with many disappointments and many setbacks but I know in the deepest, most sacred parts of me that I have been strengthened, enlightened and made new. I know …

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Dear 2014…

You kicked my butt so bad some days I wanted to give up on life. There were times I thought I would never make it through but you are coming to a close and I am still here. I outlasted you. And that in itself is a reason to rejoice. Still, I hold no bitterness …

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Give Your Gifts

I woke up this morning at 4:00 am to a bubbly seven year old, bursting at the seams with excitement, ready to open his gifts. I usually look forward to the joy on his face when he rips open a package and sees something he's been wishing for all year. The thank yous and hugs …

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