Let me precede this blog by saying this is not a blog paying homage to Bill Cosby. Straight up, there it is: there's a difference between Bill and Cliff. But, that's not what this blog is about. This blog...
February is Black History Month. This is a month that pays tribute to African American men and women from the past and the present in history, science, politics, journalism, art, and many other areas. I want to take this...
Growing up, February was so important to my family because my our roots run deep. All of my grandmother's brothers served in the military and each served during wars. My grandparents were sharecroppers in the south; they spent the...
My Family Is Transracial
I am a proud mom to two daughters, one is biological (6) and the second is adopted (1). There is a 5 ½ year gap between my girls, which was not the plan, but an amazing...
Let the record show, my mother raised me, so let me humblebrag for a second, I think...
Ms. Dawn Whitehead was my first Black Woman teacher. She was also my first Black teacher and I didn't have her until I was in high school. Ms. Whitehead was wonderful, beautiful, and smart. She was a representation of...
Trigger Warning: racism, maternal mortality
Martin Luther King, Jr. was a Civil Rights hero. He is a modern-day legend, remembered for his messages of love, of working toward a peaceful revolution against injustice.
Because there is a focus of remembering Martin...
The third Monday of January, every year, is the commemorative celebration of Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. Day. Growing up, the day has always been significant because it wasn’t just a day out of school, it was a...
For the past week, I have been glued to the television screen as Judge Ketanji Brown Jackson prepares to ascend to the highest court in the land. As a Black woman, I was filled with pride as she was...
Moment of Truth, I don’t necessarily love comic book movies. Don’t get me wrong, I will watch Iron Man if prompted, and The Hulk has seen my DVR a few times. However, I don’t rush to the movies to...
They laid him in my arms at six weeks old. My husband and I had a little less than three hours after saying yes to our foster care manager's request to when we arrived at the office. Wrapped in a...
I quit my job. It took months for me to make the decision. I never, by any stretch of the imagination, thought of not working. I love my kids and my husband with everything in me, but staying at...
I have been going to the polls since I can remember. My parents voted before work and made a point of taking my brother and me so that we knew the significance. In high school, my friends and I...
I am black. My husband is white. Before becoming a mom, I always wondered what my kids would look like. We now have two beautiful mixed children. As we are raising them, I am beginning to wrestle with questions...