My Black Story

February has been designated Black History Month and now it comes to an end. As an island girl I never grew up super conscious of being black. I never had to shout it out loud or defend being black. I never needed to wave a flag or wear it on a shirt – this wasContinue reading “My Black Story”

For Him

Recently I had a conversation with one of my sister girls – about the men in our lives. We talked about our sons. We ended our conversation with the resolve that we believe they will walk into their God-given destiny. They were born for and with a purpose. Men. They come by all different names.Continue reading “For Him”