The last few weeks I have been thinking a lot about family and what it does and doesn't mean. This is the second post reflecting on this journey. Parents are the people that have an obligation to guide you through life. I can't imagine any parent is capable of doing this perfectly but, most parents … Continue reading siblings
The last few weeks I have been learning a lot about family and what family does and doesn't mean. The next few posts will be a reflection of this journey. "We are family." It was a phrase that was chorused by members of this group continuously through the night. As I walked around and talked … Continue reading science family
Depending on the context in which you know me, you may or may not know how much I love to dance. I have no training -- my kind of dancing is the kind where the beat and melody slowly take control of my body. It can happen in the club, a living room, or even … Continue reading Dance party for one.
Daffodils are in bloom. I love daffodils -- their bright yellow faces popping up from the cold ground are a sign that spring, with all its glory, is just around the corner. Visions of pink and purple petals floating through the air fill my mind as I try to remember the scent of cherry blossoms … Continue reading spring tears
I recently watched this video of Marcio Donaldson's performance on American Idol. His backstory transported me back to my own story of how a baby transformed my world. Like Donaldson, my mother did the best she could but ultimately my siblings and I ended up in the system. I was 11 and my sister was … Continue reading A better Life.
17 is my favorite number. It is also the number of people that were murdered on Wednesday. 14 is my daughter's favorite number. February 14 was the day 17 people were murdered at their school. A day that our country celebrates love became the day 17 people were gunned down at school. A place that is … Continue reading 17 on 14
Love. It is a a word that is going to take over our world today. Sentiments of love will fill the air and #love will liter our social media feeds. Love is a topic I feel woefully inadequate to contemplate let alone write about. When I was 15 my foster mother asked me if I … Continue reading Love is.