Sometimes We Must Stop To Move Forward The year 2020 was a beast, to put it mildly. 2021 is slightly better; however, it has its own challenges and leftover social and political residue. It birthed new beastly things to think about, Like the Greek alphabet Delta, Lamda, and Omicron, The…

A true confession — Organized is not a four-letter word. However, when I hear it, the four-letter words in my vocabulary fly out of my mouth with a vengeance. Shit is my favorite four-letter go-to word that I associate with being organized. Oh, shit means I’m in big trouble because of my lack of…

Getting Through Embarrassing Moments — Glitches happen to all of us. But when they rear their ugly heads, it feels like a personal attack that no one else ever experiences. Like the time your favorite pair of shoes mysteriously began to squeak when you walked into a job interview or when the beautiful flowing skirt…

Where do we go from here? — The Akward Date “I have a headache,” he said, then gripped the dinner table and raised his shoulders toward his ears. “It’s not your perfume — seasonal allergies. You know how it is.” He blew his nose loudly as if he were in the privacy of his own home. …

Childhood memories with lasting impressions — Sugar Crisps are the real Breakfast of Champions. Ask any 10 year old, and they will tell you the same. Nothing tops it — not even my favorite southern breakfast: grits, scrambled eggs, and buttered toast or my great grandma’s hotcakes fried in a cast-iron skillet top with butter and…

Embracing change during challenging times — When covid-19 and its variants hit, it was as if I was outside of my body, watching the world change from familiar to upside down. The kind of change that I had only seen in sci-fi movies or read about in doomsday books. The 1995 movie Outbreak comes to mind…

Challenging the illusion — Perfection is an illusion just outside my reach, yet I can create a masterpiece as tall as the sky as vast as the ocean Not one particle of one speck escapes my touch Not one ounce of love or blood wasted on temporary treasures smothered or burned to ashes. Perfection…

Writers may remember differently than everyone else. — I have hundreds of ideas a day. Over time, I’ve noticed that ideas left unexplored fade away or are realized by someone other than me. In other words, ideas and the memory from which they came have an expiration date. …

What you find will lead the way — Time to Clean House Overwhelmed by the number of books stacked in the corner, I knew it was time to clean house. I gently removed layers of dust with a damp cloth. Underneath were bright book covers, catchy titles, and the names of authors who introduced me to new possibilities. Langston Hughes and Maya…