Today is commencement day at Spelman College. For this carefully selected group of young women from across the globe, it marks the beginning of their lives as alumnae. Today they will leave these gates and go out into the world and represent Spelman as mothers, wives, attorneys, doctors, nurses, scientists, entrepreneurs, educators and change agents. The love they have for Dear Spelman is in its infancy and they will only come to love her more as their experiences in the world help them to … Read More »
Talk Time: The Tubman Twenty Makes My Daughter Nervous
Last week was a lot, okay? It was a...lot. In case you missed it....sit down...Prince died. But something else historical happened on last Thursday morning. I woke up and heard the Good Morning America folks talking about Harriet Tubman being on the new twenty dollar bill in 2020. Wait a minute...whuh? I walked around that morning in a state of disbelief a little bit...a happy disbelief...but disbelief. Before I started working for the day, I wanted to blog on my thoughts about it and … Read More »
My Baby Died: 11 Things A Grieving Mother Probably Won’t Tell You
When I lost my child, I went into auto-pilot. It was literally an out of body experience. My normally outspoken attributes were lost. There were so many things I wanted to say but didn't or couldn't. At the time, I couldn't articulate these things. My family and friends thought they knew what was best for me and I was too weak to rebel. Honestly, I wish I had signs that I could just hold up whenever I felt a certain way. So many moms are "feeling feels" they've never felt before and don't … Read More »
My Baby Died: Today is her birthday.
This morning I woke up with the intention of publishing another post about my lazy, ungrateful, frustrating and yet absolutely hilarious children. When my feet touched the floor as I got out of bed, my heart fluttered and I felt a familiar uneasy nervousness. My stomach felt queezy, my hands were shaking as I brushed my teeth. I didn't know whether I needed to go to the bathroom or pace. It wasn't an anxiety attack, but I was close. Stop. Breath. In the nose. Out of the mouth. I told … Read More »
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