There Will Be No More Podcast Updates

This lovely man is my rock. For the fourteen years we’ve been married I have basked and thrived in the effusive wellspring of his love. When I have my victories or when my heart is broken, he is the first person I think of, the first one I turn to for sharing. This man gives…

America, Sometimes You Break My Heart

1. Unless one is born into an interracial family, most of us can remember the first occasions when we mingled with others outside of our race. I had no significant experience with non-black people until my college years. Of course, there were casual exchanges during my childhood and teenage years with teachers, a few camp…

Deals Made With the Devil Are Non-Negotiable

1. Parents. They gave me life, shelter, food, and a little guidance in preparation for adulthood. Now they’re both old, so I kind of owe them, right? What’s a little incest, black-eyes, bruises and hurtful words among family? Those rough days are over and I should never speak of them again. Right? I shouldn’t be…

No More Howling Wolf

I’m keeping an internal promise made when I decided to start this blog. Since this blog is about me and my journey, I promised myself I wouldn’t drag along any unsuspecting parties. As much as I would love to share images of loved ones, the wonderful and constant hero of my life, The Hubs; my…