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My words, my thoughts, my life. Writing my way to freedom.

My words, my thoughts, my life. Writing my way to freedom.

a month ago

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Bronze shoes

Editor's Note: I just finished watching the latest episode of This Is Us and it made me think of two people I loved dearly who passed on. So this is a Throw Back Wednesday post. Last week we hosted a Breast cancer workshop at my job and it made me think of my mother; a two-year survivor. Thinking of my mother made me think of her late best friend. I…

2 months ago

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This is Us

I never write recaps. Mainly because I don’t have the focus to write one every week. Something about this week’s episode compelled me to write and perhaps recap is not the correct word. Whatever. I haven’t been this excited about a television show in a really long time. Like, not since Scandal or How to Get Away with Murder debuted. Yea, I’m that excited. There is…

2 months ago

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Just me

“Being a mother isn’t a job. Its who someone is.” -Shonda Rhimes, Year of Yes: How to Dance it out, Stand in the Sun and Be Your Own Person I’ve been AJ’s mother for fourteen weeks now. From the moment we brought him home and had a last minute conference with our nurse on how to actually put him safely in the infant carrier, my life has…

2 months ago

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On being brave

I’ve been talking real big lately, telling myself I can achieve all of the dreams currently trapped in my head. And I can. Most of them require things like hard work, determination, free (or stolen) time, persistence, and just simply believing in myself. Years ago, at my first professional job interview, my future Boss asked, “where do you see yourself in five years?” I told her and the co-interviewer…

3 months ago

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The audacity of hope

Editor's note: This is an old post that I dug up from the archives but it is so fitting for how I'm feeling these days. I have always loved that title. Who are we to hope for love, freedom of speech, freedom of religion, and to live in a world where we are judged on our character before our skin color? I have always been a glass half- empty type…

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