Divorce is NOT an Option

It was April 1992 when my parents finalized their divorce. I didn’t know what the word meant, but I didn’t like the sound of it. I knew that nothing good came from it.

My Mother Survived a Walmart Shooting

Sunday, September 1, 2019, my mom went shopping at a neighboring city’s Walmart around 3:00 in the afternoon. She heard loud popping noises and witnessed people running with fear.

September 2: It’s Labor Day!

It’s Labor Day 2019 here in the good ole U.S of A. Wherever you go, the scent of bar-b-que is sure to be found close by along with the refreshing smells of watermelon and sunshine.

Summer 2019

I’m sure my husband would want to regrow his hair just so he can pull it out, if he lived with my family…so there, we’re even. We’d be bald-headed together actually. Although this summer DID NOT go as planned, we survived. We survived everything that life threw our way as we will continue to do.

Chicago+Food+Family=EVERYTHING

Texas is a Coke (Coca-Cola) state, but Chicago is a Pepsi city. I wanted to see how authentically authentic this place would be to Chicago. They had Coke…Strike 1.

Valentine’s Week Series Day 7: My First Love

Ever since I can remember, you have always been there. Trying to help me navigate through this thing called life. … More

Valentine’s Week Series Day 6: These Two Trees

I see us in these two trees. Shielding and Protecting each other with Love as our Root.

Valentine’s Week Series Day 2: What Boyfriend? Part II

Everything was going well, until that day at the playground where a good thing was bound to end.

Valentine’s Week Series Day 1: What Boyfriend? Part I

At a young age my mother told me I wasn’t allowed to have a boyfriend, but I had my own plans around this and of course I was smarter than her right?

Love is You!

Love is You! It’s Our Anniversary
We didn’t date in college. An innocent friendship and appreciation for each other blossomed during that time. God allowed a time of chaos to bring about his plan for us to eventually date and marry.

Is it Bronchitis or Heartburn?

However, I knew that it was time for me to be the supportive and understanding wife. Not the wife that is looking at the time. I needed to ignore the fact that it was after my bedtime, although I was beginning to feel the heaviness of good sleep weighing down upon my eyelids.

Time to be Selfish

Not wanting to make others uncomfortable is why I have kept my mouth closed. I hate it, but I continue to put other people’s feelings before mine. I continue to think of their comfort, so I always swallow what I want to say. Always waiting for the right time. There’s never going to be a right time.

A Type of Different Pt. 1 “acting like a white girl”

So yeah, I was different because I had been exposed and not exposed to many different things. The lives of my classmates were different from mine, so we were all different from each other. But why were my differences being called out?

College: Was it Worth It?

During this time, we NEVER expected anything more. I remember telling him and another male friend, that when it was time for me to get married, they would be my male bridesmaids…what is that… groomsmaids? Is that an oxymoron?

Hello SUMMER my Old Friend…

I wonder if the school year is 9 months to parallel the stages of pregnancy. In the first few months, teachers are excited about the new school year, like a mother after discovering she is with child. Closer to the end of the pregnancy mothers become tired of being pregnant and begin to look forward to school being over, I mean having the baby.