Big guy brother of my love I remember meeting you ten years ago in B’ham you were driving an old truck Walter called you Fred Sanford… I remember you hugging each other brothers, almost twins we joked, taunted, teased but underneath, pure love we both loved to talk to cook we were both loud we […]
This year my nieces happened to come over on Father’s Day so we had a ready to go theme. They decorated frames for their Dad. I gave them homemade lockets with my Dad’s photo.
If I as a peaceful person can understand looters, what does that say about me? That I am African-American and have been called nigger? That I have witnessed racism? That I have a black son and have feared for his life during his whole life? That I have been hopeless and understand hopelessness? That I’ve […]
Source Hang in there, folks. It gets easier. Five months ago I started a new job. It was in a town I knew nothing about. I didn’t know how I’d get there. The first day when I found myself on the new subway line and new bus line, it was confusing. It took forever and felt longer […]
Photo Credit: Luisa Spriggs-Bonilla His face would travel through a range of emotions Concerned and serious Listening intently to what I was saying Softening in recognition, understanding And then erupting into one of his big smiles And laughter When I was a teen I was headstrong, often foolish But he was one of the adults […]
These brownies are called PMS brownies because they are sweet and salty. I guess. On Sunday, my husband and I are going on a 21 day diet to jumpstart healthy eating and living. So of course we had to go out with a bang. Start with your fave brownie mix. Top with 1/4 to […]
Source We each get a life. For some of us that life may last 100 years. For others, only a few hours. Most of us get multiple days and the beauty of that is that each day we get to start again. That is the hope that each sunrise brings. A chance to do it […]
I usually try to be happy and upbeat. I’ve been heartbroken for the past two days upon learning of the death of these two. They are the son and daughter-in-law of a fellow choir member. Their lives were violently taken and I’m trying to get my head around it. That’s the problem. My head can’t make sense […]
Source Every morning my husband and I pass by Needwood Road. And every morning I say to my husband, “Do you need any wood?” 🙂
Artsy Wanderer 