Being Beautiful Means Being Our Crazy, Silly, Embarrassing Selves and Loving Every Moment of It
Here’s to no longer being afraid of my age, to no longer fearing falling behind, or feeling like I’m not there yet. To no longer measuring myself up next to someone else’s ruler, comparing my life to someone else’s path, or my accomplishments against someone …
the air is thick, this room is hazy I know you’re close, heart beats are racing. a sea of bodies surrounds me, not a face of despair I catch yours in the crowd, and I can’t help but stare. you smile back somehow, you make …
In 2020, I identified a serious gap in my understanding of Black history. In a small, but much-needed attempt to fill that gap, I decided to begin my learnings with this highly recommended story. In support of Black History Month, I thought I’d share. Homegoing …
I’ve been reflecting a lot about the past year, and how different it’s been from the previous ones. This year felt like the longest year of my life, yet it leaves me completely bewildered that the now infamous month of March is only 3 months …