No fluff. Just real help to know yourself better. … More What Kind of Apology Do You Need?
Ok, so they aren’t for everyone. I mean, these are hot plum pink, patent leather 5-inch pumps with an asymmetrical vamp, pointed toe and a peekaboo shank. But they are my “thing.” My mood-booster. The small item that brings me life and laces my synapses with a little joy as I embark on a full … More Mama, Go Get You a “Thing”
This poem is just a reflection on an old pain. Don’t fret for me. I’m at peace with my past, have forgiven my abuser, had tons of Christian counseling and am a whole woman in Christ. … More AROMA PART III (a poem for the man who abused me)