Black Mothers - Kadine Christie - Author, Writer, Speaker, Creator

“Cut an Guh Tru”

Black Lives, Black Mothers, Black Struggles, HealingJanuary 8, 202179Views 0Likes 0Comments

I went to bed two nights ago clutching my pillow, pressing my quaking chest into the firmness of it, praying, silently, for the throbbing to stop, and the ache to pass. I went to bed two nights ago searching for peace. But the horrific mages I turned off hours before kept flashing, like a slideshow…

I Wish I was Making This Up

Anxiety, Authors, Black Authors, Black Mothers, Black Struggles, Chronic Pain, DIFFICULT POSSIBILITIES, Diversity, Education, Endometriosis, Family, Featured, Healing, Hysterectomy, Life, Marriage, Mindful Living,, Motherhood, Nature, oophorectomy, Overcoming fearsAugust 26, 20200Views 0Likes 0Comments

Several weeks ago, when I explained the symptoms I was having to my neurologist, he nonchalantly recommended an MRI to rule out two disturbing possibilities: MS and brain tumor.I managed to put one foot before the other, and maintained a false-calm demeanor while I waited. When the neurologist called with the results, Hubby and…

THE OTHER LANGUAGE

Black Mothers, Family, Mindfulness, Moments, Small wondersJuly 5, 202075Views 0Likes 0Comments

The quaking —the deep, piercing, pushing into my back told my body it was time. It was time for the being in my belly to come into this world of dark and light. I printed the letters of my nameon the registration form … and the contractions stopped the ink from flowing. I…

Blanket on Concrete

Black Lives, Black Mothers, Black Single Mothers, Black Struggles, Life, Moments, Mother's Day, Motherhood, Single MothersMay 10, 202092Views 0Likes 4Comments

My grandparents moved to Cumberland on a donkey.They padded the donkey, placed two baskets on each side, and in one basket, they put uncle Lee and in the other, my mother. There was a hole in the basket that carried mother. Halfway through the journey, my mother fell out, and wasn't missed until my…

Glass House

Ahmaud Arbery, Black Lives, Black Mothers, Black Struggles, Children, Glass House, Motherhood, WritingMay 8, 202087Views 0Likes 1Comment

A few days ago, Chris and I took a walk along the bay. The breeze blew, the pelicans flew, and Chris and I strolled by. He looked mostly at the water on our left, and I admired the houses on our right.I stopped at one house, in particular, that had a glasshouse in the backyard. I…

Radically Simple

Black Mothers, Children, Family, friendship, Garden, Life, Mindfulness, Moments, Simple Living, Small wonders, StoriesFebruary 28, 202080Views 0Likes 2Comments

This is the tulip Nancy gifted me.