A beautiful life…

He said, “we have a beautiful life….” I didn’t understand….until I did. All I knew was my heart was broken; how can that be called a beautiful life. I let the words settle until the realization of what he was saying became greater than my simple understanding. Our life is beautiful- Every test  Every trial … More A beautiful life…

Shards…

I often wondered how many of us are walking around with shards in our hearts that we simply can’t talk about because it just hurts too much. I understand that pain. I am learning to soften the scars left behind by the shards that ripped through my heart. I am processing the pain I have … More Shards…

What Comfort looks life…

Comfort comes in many ways Comfort comes in silence Comfort comes in flowers Comfort comes in food Comfort comes in lyrics Comfort comes in conversations Comfort comes in breathing Someone once told me as long as we are alive everything and everyone is redeemable. I take comfort in those words. ———-

SCARS

I have a few physical scars. Some obvious to the naked eye, others covered by cloth. I have many more scars that are unseen. I call them soul scars. Little divots that have keloid. I feel them from time to time. Some scars almost broke me into a million pieces. Scars that ripped so deep … More SCARS

Do you know…?

She simply said “What do you want?” Ask yourself “What does Annette want?” and just like that the tears flowed. She asked me not to answer her but to think about it and write it down. She jokingly said, and please don’t write down “World Peace.” I appreciated the levity at the moment, for I … More Do you know…?

It has a name…

It’s called CPV It has a name Never in a million years did I ever think I would utter these words. I am a victim of Child/Parent Violence.  It falls under the definition of domestic violence from a child towards a parent. That’s what happened to me, to our family.  I do not share this … More It has a name…

In a dark closet…

It’s been a while since I last blogged. I survived quarantine. I published a book. I am surviving trauma. I am barely coming up for air and slowly re-engaging into society. I am observing things differently. I am noticing the little things. Acknowledging the details of every day. I catch myself staring out of my … More In a dark closet…

Open Hands…

Usually, by this time in the year, I sit still and ask God to speak to my heart and guide me with a focus for the next year. If you’ve been a follower and reader of my blogs, you know I use a word to focus my life, business, family, career, and relationships. This year … More Open Hands…

Truth be told…

I have been holding my breath since March! I have been trying to see the glass half-full. Look for the silver lining. Wait for joy to come in the morning. Sense the peace in the midst of the storm and believe the sun will come out tomorrow! …and it’s been hard!!! I’m sure I am … More Truth be told…

Painful Wins…

I know, you are probably thinking how is that possible, that something that you win can be painful. Well, it can. This year has proven to be one of the most challenging years of our entire Country. Corporately we have witnessed the loss of lives in tragic accidents, illnesses, and murders. We have lost icons, … More Painful Wins…

Decisions…

If you are anything like me…you are a list maker. I have a daily, weekly, monthly, and yearly list. It might be my OCD…yeah, I can admit that. And like anyone else, I had goals and plans for things to do this year! BUT guess what!  I might have checked off one major item and … More Decisions…

Digital Fatigue…

Several days ago I was asked to join some girlfriends on Zoom to “just talk” and I took a hard pass. I thought I’d never say this, but I am officially experiencing digital fatigue. Everything that I must access is currently found on the Information Highway otherwise known as the Internet. Internet use to be … More Digital Fatigue…

I’m still brown.

I have come to realize that even if I met all of the markers of success, i.e., education, wealth,  and housing. I am still brown. I was raised in The Bronx, NY. Specifically, the Soundview Housing Projects. My mom was a dedicated homemaker, and my father a blue-collar worker.  I attended public schools. As an … More I’m still brown.

Seek Therapy

Six months of quarantine exposed a million little cracks that, if left unattended, would shatter…it would shatter our family. Awkwardly sitting together in our first virtual session… Family therapy. Looking at a screen trying to communicate why we are here. How did we get here? It was grueling! It required us to hear words spoken of … More Seek Therapy

I dare to hope!

Exhausted… Yup! These past few weeks, I have felt nothing but emotional, physical, and mental exhaustion. I avoided the news channels for a few weeks, but my social media posts seemed to keep me connected to all the current news and all the anxiety we are experiencing in our neighborhoods, state, and world. It is … More I dare to hope!

The weight of it all was too much…

 It was calming down and then BAM! We get hit with a racial pandemic! Here we are trying to navigate masks, social distancing, slow integration. All the new normals that have been imposed upon us and now the most heinous of prejudices “RACE.” This, my friend, is no new occurrence. It’s the way we, the … More The weight of it all was too much…