The past few days I’ve been quite solemn. Each day, I logged into WordPress-hoping that writing would ease the pain. And each day, I was incapable of putting my emotions into words. After an hour of quite literally breaking down and sobbing today, I am finally able to write. Continue reading
My younger sister is on Spring break and my mum had work. After I prepared her breakfast (buttermilk biscuits from scratch), I needed to take a nap. When I awoke, we somehow had a heart to heart. My younger sister is 15 years old-and a freshman in H.S. She came into this world, literally fighting for her life. Born several months premature and weighing just over a lb, her entry into this world was filled with complications. Even today, she must go to the hospital at the first sign of a cold. Continue reading
Once again, its been far too long since I’ve “put pen to paper” Several times a week, I state out loud, “I need to blog today” Somehow the day escapes me and its time for bed. Its a pity that I can be so forgetful, because I do enjoy writing and interacting with each of you. So of course a few things have occurred in my absence: Continue reading
Yesterday, I had no idea I’d reach 500 subscribers. In fact, I was certain it wouldn’t occur until October. However, that has not been the case. I’ve reached and surpassed 500, so you know what that means-its time for a give-a-way. Continue reading
I must admit-life or death, has been a constant thought of mine. Since sustaining my head injury, I’ve had an overwhelming anxiety, and fascination with death. It has not helped that a friends father succumbed to cancer a few days ago. As she passed along information on the viewing and service, I became loss-distracted. While I want to be there for her, I know its not a good idea. Continue reading
I have been mis-judged. Many feel if a person is recovering from a head injury they aren’t capable of much. Yes, in some regards and definitely in the beginning, this is the case. However, I have been fortunate. Each day-I wake and no matter how much pain I am in, I embrace what the day has to offer. Continue reading
This post has been a month in the making. I suppose I was contemplating the delivery. However my words can not be placed into a pretty little package and tied neatly with a bow. This topic is volatile and has literally waged wars (take a look at current events: Gaza, Iraq). I’ve decided that no matter how sensitive, I must write about it. Perhaps some will be offended, maybe others will agree. Regardless, my opinion remains the same: Continue reading
This is a beautiful post
Originally posted on The Fifth Column:
America – He’s Your President for Goodness Sake!
By William Thomas
There was a time not so long ago when Americans, regardless of their political stripes, rallied round their president. Once elected, the man who won the White House was no longer viewed as a republican or democrat, but the President of the United States. The oath of office was taken, the wagons were circled around the country’s borders and it was America versus the rest of the world with the president of all the people at the helm.
Suddenly President Barack Obama, with the potential to become an exceptional president has become the glaring exception to that unwritten, patriotic rule.
Four days before President Obama’s inauguration, before he officially took charge of the American government, Rush Limbaugh boasted publicly that he hoped the president would fail. Of course, when the president fails the country flounders. Wishing harm upon…
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I’ve not been blogging as much as I would like. What was once a place of serenity had become a place of caution (I was trolled) I have been reluctant to speak as openly as I would like. That aside, I’ve decided its time to put “pen to paper” again. I miss writing. I miss blogging and of course I’ve missed interacting with each of you. So here’s whats going on with me: Continue reading
I’ve no intention to turn this blog into a platform of racial matters. However, my heart is heavy. I feel powerless and am distraught. Writing is how I get the chaos out of my head. I am a multi-racial woman (when I am at my lightest wearing my naturally curly hair, my race is ambiguous and many question my ethnicity) Continue reading
I am always amused each time a person says, “This is 201-, we have a black president, racism in The U.S does not exist.” Often times, this person is not a minority, so its easier for them to turn a blind eye to what is occurring all around.
A few weeks ago, I was personally reminded that regardless of my multi-ethnic background, my summer, sun kissed, browned skin was unacceptable.