Tag: love
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Less Is More
Last year did a number on me, y’all. More hate between Red and Blue. Deep hurt as a 92 percent Black woman who voted for the common good (because we’re completely – not selectively – honest about the country we love, too). Knowing that so many folks voted for rich people who are clearly self-serving,…
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My Go-To
Anyone else struggling to get it all done, while actually getting it all done? Honestly, I think the trifecta of colder weather, all-things-holiday, and press of year-end deadlines makes my bed feel extra cozy every morning (read: hard to get out of, y’all). Add layers like missing loved ones and waking up to daily news…
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Been Knew
Hey, 92% Crew. You okay? I know. While all the feels started well before November 5, the last couple of weeks have just been EXTRA. Like collective grief on steroids. The fact is: We’re deeply disappointed. Hurt. Ticked off. But not completely surprised. We been knew. As 92%ers, we’ve heard it all. Been called out…
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Know and Trust
Feeling hard-pressed or stressed? Same. Life has required roller blades lately. And mostly for lovely moments. Ten college applications are now submitted for our high school senior (and to clarify – 10 applications that required at least twice that number of essays). We’ve shown up for loved ones and friends when needed. We voted early…
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In Joy
I thank the Creator of the universe for another rotation around the sun today. While I’m a low-key introvert who is happy to celebrate my birthday quietly, I don’t take my special day each year for granted. So many so dear to me are no longer here. Others born the same year have flown high,…
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Love ‘Em Anyway
Do you ever have a hard time loving some folks? The other day, I had an interaction with someone who always, without fail rubs me the wrong way. Someone who smiles sweetly at me one moment, and throws digs and jabs my way the very next. The Christian in me wants to love this Negative…
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Loved
February 14 gets all the attention when it comes to love. No shade, but I’d argue that another day outshines Valentine’s Day for celebrating love. And not the fleeting kind, but the steadfast, love-you-even-if-you-act-a-pure-fool kind of love. There’s a type of love that knows no end or beginning. Love that is secure, unchanging. A sacrificial…
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Still Here
Dad slipped away quietly one year ago today. And, oh, how I miss him. I remember that day in vivid detail. The steady rain. The chill in the air. How I knew he’d passed when hospice’s number appeared on my phone screen. How I let it go to voicemail because I was taking our teen…
