5 Lessons in love

Cuffing season is upon us and love is definitely in the air! I’m excited to say that my Date. Dump. Repeat streak has come to an end! No, I’m not engaged, but I have recently become exclusive with a young man and I couldn’t be more excited to see what the future holds for us. … Continue reading 5 Lessons in love

Part 2 – Dear Black Men: I was made to love you

“We accept the love we think we deserve.” – Stephen Chbosky Interracial dating is something that I have never discussed outside of my close circle or with men I am romantically interested in. But since I pride myself on being as transparent as possible with my writing, I knew this was something that I needed … Continue reading Part 2 – Dear Black Men: I was made to love you

Date. Dump. Repeat.

Date. Dump. Repeat. That's been the running theme of my love life since pretty much forever. Meet a boy. Fall for boy. Dump boy. And then repeat. Its a tedious process, but I guess its also necessary. Its all a numbers game, right?  And anyone who knows me, knows that I meet most of the … Continue reading Date. Dump. Repeat.

When walking in your purpose becomes uncomfortable

For the past several weeks, I’ve been surrounded by the most important people in my life and cocooned in their love. It was nice to be home from almost two months and there is truly no place like home. But last week after anticipating and finally receiving a clean bill of health from my doctor … Continue reading When walking in your purpose becomes uncomfortable

Yasmin Eleby: A wedding for one

Yasmin Eleby, a 40 year young Texan, who recently got married is my new shero! If you're wondering exactly why this woman that I've never met has had such a profound impact on me, I'll be happy to explain. In an act of self love and celebration of life, she threw herself the ultimate birthday … Continue reading Yasmin Eleby: A wedding for one

Ready or not, I’m going to find you

One thing that I've learned as a writer is that you never know when inspiration is going to hit you. I love the spontaneity of my imagination! I could be lying in bed drifting off to sleep when my characters start calling out to me about this or that. Or I could be sitting in … Continue reading Ready or not, I’m going to find you