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...
As a Black girl growing up in a predominantly Caucasian suburb, it was clear that I was different. None of my teachers or friends...
Let the...
I quit my job. It took months for me to make the decision. I never, by any stretch of the imagination, thought of not...
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,...
I grew up monolingual. Even though I took several years of Spanish in high school and in university, I was nowhere close to being...
The conversation rings in my ears long after we hang up. My daughter's principal asked us to return to her school after hours a...
I am black. My husband is white. Before becoming a mom, I always wondered what my kids would look like. We now have two...
“We can disagree and still love each other unless your disagreement is rooted in my oppression and denial of my humanity and right to exist.”-James...
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,...
Election season is somewhat like a holiday for me, a long and visceral one, but a holiday nonetheless. I know not everyone feels this...
For the past week, I have been glued to the television screen as Judge Ketanji Brown Jackson prepares to ascend to the highest court...
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....
A few months ago I walked into Meijer with my youngest, MJ. She was comfortably nursing in my ring sling and I was focused...