I have been pussyfooting around vegetarianism for three months, and sometimes, all I want to eat is a meal of meats. At the top of my list is a medium-well steak topped with white-wine-infused mushrooms. My memory reminds me that preparing and partaking of this dish is equally satisfying. The sounds of the kitchen enraptures…
I remembered him -
And said hello but he stared at me unflinching.
With blank eyes.
I remembered him-
But from where?
Images of faces I'd met over the past several weeks turned like pages of a photo album in my mind -
I smiled.
He stared.
I searched.
then I found him.
He is…
Dear White Mom,
You are making parenting difficult for me.
I am a black mother living in a red state.
Mothering black children in a white town.
Black. White. Red.
Colors are not so pretty, after all.
The urge to suppress my anger is making me angry - injustice has a way of boiling one's blood.
So far, I've been the one…
Last week, while the kids sipped their tea and me, my coffee, I asked a simple favor: Play me your favorite song?
Markolee shared first then the girls followed, and one after the other I got a glimpse into their hearts – music has a way of doing just that. I swayed to a Christmas…
Yesterday, one of my little people broke the glass that housed my air plant. I didn’t reprimand or yell ( thank GOD), I simply scooped the plant out from among the shattered glass and placed it on the countertop. This morning, as I searched for something to put it in, I found this glass teapot…
Last week, I kissed my mother and kids goodbye, and drove with Chris to the LifeLine Vascular and Interventional Center for surgery NO. 3 this year. The receptionist greeted me by first name, and instead of the regular book of questions and the fine print that no one reads anyway, she handed me two sheets…