I am black. My husband is white. Before becoming a mom, I always wondered what my kids would look like. We now have two...
Yes, you heard me right, you are… biased (C’mon, what b-word did you think I was referring to?!) I am biased. You are biased....
As I walked through the Martin Luther King Jr. National Historic Site, the energy on the grounds carried the weight of recent events that...
Keenan Anderson was an educator and a parent, just like me. When I saw his death on social media, my heart felt like it...
I am going to admit something, I was complicit in my views. I was a HUGE R. Kelly fan, as well as all of...
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...
They laid him in my arms at six weeks old. My husband and I had a little less than three hours after saying yes...
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...
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...
As moms, we all want our children to grow up not only smart, confident, and successful, but also kind, compassionate, and courageous. In a...
As a Black girl growing up in a predominantly Caucasian suburb, it was clear that I was different. None of my teachers or friends...
I spend my Saturday afternoons with young ladies ages 12-14. Now before you sigh and ask if I am crazy, know that I volunteer...
About fifteen years ago, my grandpa wrote an e-mail to me, my siblings, and my cousins. He had recently learned how to scan pictures,...
The third Monday of January, every year, is the commemorative celebration of Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. Day. Growing up, the day has...

























