Pretty in Pearls

As you know writing is a release for me, so, right now you're about to get allll of the heat.  I am motherfucking tired... I am tired of not speaking about what is going on in the world. I comment here and there and I have open conversations with the people around me but open conversations don't always capture the gravity of the pain that weighs so heavy on my chest. I don't speak about the fears that lie dormant inside of my soul. Dormant to you but very active and real to me.  I am tired of waking up everyday to another blow to my community, to my culture, to my people...the men and boys that look like my daddy, my husband, and my nephews. I have 6 nephews that can't even begin to imagine the danger they are in just because they were born black. Boys that I can't protect from everything the world will place at their feet.  I am tired of the fear and the sick feeling that I get in my stomach EVERY SINGLE TIME my husband leaves home without me. I am tired of

Hey yall! I am writing today because times are somber right now. People are afraid, sad, and confused by what is happening across the world right now. COVID-19/Coronavirus has caused us to look at things very differently these last couple of weeks and it currently doesn’t appear to be an end in sight. I am not sure how things are where you live but here in San Antonio, Texas people are panicking and emptying the stores of the basic necessities. There is a limit on the amount of food items you can buy, there is no tissue, Lysol, paper towels, or bleach items on the shelves. Store employees can’t stock their shelves fast enough and people are hoarding. It’s bananas really. I have never experienced anything like this in my lifetime.  I know we are all trying to cope with the quarantine, social distancing, and children being out of school. Naturally, a situation such as this can be stressful, overwhelming, and cause endless amounts of fear. My questions is what are you doing during th

I started writing this post right after the New Year. I had something on my heart at the time and wanted to share. It’s funny how much you can learn in 5 weeks and not even realize it until you sit down to finish what you started.  Have you ever continuously tried to make it work with someone until you finally give up? You give up on trying, you give up on feeling exhausted, you give up on feeling unheard, you give up on trying to make it work, you give up on the person ever being what you need them to be? Trust me, I’ve been there, done that, and drank the kool-aid. There are some things that just aren’t meant to be and you have every right to walk away from toxicity and unhappiness. Once you have done all you can do and given all you can give the ball is not in your court anymore. The decision to do better and be better is no longer yours to make. Choosing to no longer beg for someone’s love, time, and attention is not truly giving up but protecting your well-being instead. Love