Saturday, November 5, 2011

Don't Forget to Breathe

I have a post up on the website, Simple Answers for hearing and speech called, "Don't Forget to Breathe."

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

My son's middle name is Mandela

Yesterday was Nelson Mandela's 93rd birthday. President Mandela is one of my heroes, a man of incredible tenacity, dignity and compassion. Someone who transcended their situation while incarcerated for 27 years. A man who was able to lead South Africa from Apartheid to a multiracial society. A man who brought reconciliation and the promise of hope to an emerging democracy.

His namesake, my son, is 14 1/2 years old. He has had his own personal battles with mental health and learning differences. When I look deep into my son's eyes, I see incredible tenacity. He has had to do a lot of emotional growing over the last 2 yrs, changing his approach to anger and relationships. As the result of my son's work, he now has a positive relationship with me. He has been able to connect with his father and half siblings. Now he is learning the stories of his father's childhood in Northern Ethiopia and learning more about his culture.

Another incredible part of a journey of the impossible becoming possible.

Monday, February 21, 2011

When all else fails, a Black woman writes about hair:)


I haven't been blogging much lately. Twitter and Facebook have taken much of my Internet time. A trip to Puerto Rico for a month over the winter holidays diverted my focus. Details about my continued unemployment have also been a distraction. A few other obstacles have popped up- but going on would be TMI:)

I have been writing offline in bits and pieces with the nudging of writing workshops. Fragments are coming together.

I did submit a little comment about being happy to be nappy on MrsGrapevine's blog. The inspiration were "I love my Hair Sesame Street T-shirts." As a chocolate brown girl in the 60s I too had my issues about hair and how to wear it.

Here is the link, enjoy!