Tag: journal

4-10 A Black Love History Lesson

I love my grandparents’ love story because it represents so many positive things that have shaped my life.  What I’m sharing isn’t being told in chronological order, but the sentiments remain. Today is such a good day and here’s why.  Their love story is the point of Liberation for my

Mistaken Identity… (redacted account of real events).

The following story let me know that once a Paralegal, always one and Private Investigator should be a next step licensure path. This incident followed by a call to my consulting firm asking me to find out about someone had me check what it takes to get licensed in my

Maggie and the Nonagenarian.

I met a 90yo man over the weekend during Operation “do as much a you can while you have a babysitter” (my husband and I always work hard to reclaim our house when the giant 5yo is away). The man, who had questionable terminology that indicated he was from the

Later…

I know it’s been a while. We’ll discuss everything in due time, I promise. Growing up, I had an interesting relationship with “later”. Sunday School later was this noble place in time where the most faithful receive their reward. In my house “later” was just another word for “No”. In

Story of My Life 04 (Vlog)

I’m still trying to figure out how I didn’t think of this hustle… Every time I think I’ve seen it all, something new hits me. This time the “new” thing was a blast from the past.

Something to Say ep03 (Vlog)

This episode I start talking about friendships and find myself going down the path of decoding female relationships.   As always, feel free to let me know what you think.

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