I’d Give Up My Breasts All Over AgainIt would be three more months of before I would have yet another phase of surgery; this time it was a more simpler day procedureOct 8, 2024Oct 8, 2024
On Being Self-Assured, Black and FemaleConfidence is often misconstrued as arrogance, intimidating because let’s face it, Black women aren’t supposed to be confidentAug 12, 2024Aug 12, 2024
Strong Black Woman: the Myth versus RealityWe want to be safe, soft, and vulnerable; we want you to match our energy. The reality is we are exhausted.Jul 31, 2024Jul 31, 2024
My Ancestor’s Wildest DreamsWhen I think about the ancestors, there are two themes that have been most consistent in my life. The first is breaking generational…Jun 18, 2024Jun 18, 2024
She Get it from Her Ga-Ga… What it Means to be Loved FerociouslyStill, when I needed it most, her affirming love came to me like a Spidey-sense, reminding me of my worth.May 1, 2024May 1, 2024
Dark Times at a White InstitutionThe racial trauma I experienced at that college was a rude introduction to the power and privilege dynamics of the Northeast.Jan 17, 2024Jan 17, 2024
Goodbye Breasts, Hello PerspectiveI had made peace with my decision and the changes it would bring. But I teared up when I kissed my toddler as he sleptSep 30, 2023Sep 30, 2023
An Open Letter to Young Women in Unhealthy RelationshipsDear Young Woman Lost in Love:Sep 21, 2023Sep 21, 2023
When I Stopped Fighting with Yoga and SurrenderedIf my vivacious, spirited energy is Yin, then Yoga is Yang. I fought against it for so long, mainly because it didn’t come to me as easy as…Sep 12, 2023Sep 12, 2023
‘Twas the Night Before My Double MastectomyAfter months of anticipation, a second opinion, therapy to address the trauma of losing my mother and then my grandmother to ovarian cancerAug 31, 2023Aug 31, 2023