I remember being a kid during the holiday season and looking forward to Christmas. There was always a buzz in the air as we decorated the Christmas tree-I always took an audit of how many presents under the tree were actually for me, with five kids in the family-presents piled high and I often kept […]Read more "The Holidays.."
It’s amazing how our lives are ruled by choices. As I continue to reflect on choices made in the past and recent choices made now I’m in awe at how quickly my life can shift from one gear to another. Life choices made at a very young age has changed the trajectory of my life. […]Read more "Choices"
Many whom know me, already know that I grew up in a pretty large family. I am the middle child, I have two older siblings and two younger siblings. For a very long time, my older sister and older brother led the pack. I wanted to do everything they did. My older brother introduced me […]Read more "The Popping of Pink: Back to Reality"
I didn’t watch the BET awards. I can’t tell the last award show I’ve watched from beginning to end-however-I’m a highlight watcher. As a lover of all things pop culture-it doesn’t take much to keep abreast with pop culture through the use of Twitter and other social media platforms. Everyone was talking about Tyler Perry’s […]Read more "“Help Someone Cross”-Tyler Perry"
Words come way before they are written. I dream them. I’ve always dreamed in words, phrases, sentences and whole paragraphs. They would gently pull me out of a deep slumber or even a light nap. When I was younger (and read more) the current book I would be reading would find its way into my […]Read more "Words Come…"
I grew up listening to older Jamaican adults encouraging my sister and I to learn how to cook. “One day, you’ll make a good wife and you will keep your husband happy”. “No one will want to marry you if you can’t cook”, they would say as we dutifully observed and then tried to imitate […]Read more "“Anika-This Tastes Good, You’re Ready to Marry”"
I grew up differently than today’s kids. We were latch key kids. My older sister used to get off the school bus and walk to my school. She would get on an elevator-go to the top floor and pick me up. We’d head down the elevator together hand in hand and walk home. Sometimes we […]Read more "The World of Cassette Tapes, Cabbage Patch Kids and Crack Vials: I’m an 80’s Baby!"