Loving and living this life in Seattle
the new year brings out the optimism in people in ways you would never expect. hey team #newyearnewme! i see you. unlike many people screaming at you to stop declaring things they think will never happen, i say declare as much as you want. first, why does it bother them so much that you want …
life has a funny way of happening when you aren’t paying attention. the older you get, the faster time seems to move. if you aren’t careful, you’ll miss life while you’re waiting for things to happen. about a decade ago, i used to make a list of all the things i really wanted to happen …
writing is my therapy. over these last few months, with mounting racial tensions, outright displays of hatred, and low-key disbelief that my america has too many throwback moments to yesteryear, i find myself writing daily. multiple times a day. i have to get it out. because if i keep all this pain, anger, and rage …
you ever have those days when you get all in your feelings and can’t seem to find your way out? that describes me perfectly right now! it started with my older brother posting a poem to my late sister-in-law’s facebook wall. it’s been almost two years but just thinking about her takes me instantly to …
i want to be a super hero. really badly. did i say really badly? oh, i did. good, because i want to be a super hero really badly. i wish i could fly. i wish i could teleport. i wish i could control weather. i wish i could heal quickly. i wish i could have …
when you hear the battle cry it is easy to get caught up in the call for war and not take a step back and look at the bigger picture. i. am. guilty. i never begrudge anyone their right to pick and choose which battles they are going to fight. i know there is great …
as overachieving high school students everywhere begin to receive their early decision letters in the mail, i’m reminded of my own college days at drake university in the middle of good ole des moines, iowa. go bulldogs. oh the fond – and not so fond – memories i have of that place. i remember how …
i am still “high” right now. today … about today. i’ll just say i was wrecked. from the worship, to the word, to the opportunity to minister. wrecked! as a nerdy black woman, there are few things i remain shy about these days. you tend to naturally stand out in the crowd when you’re one …
singing ain’t my thing. i’ve said it plenty of times and i’m sure you all know me well enough to take my word for it. that hasn’t stopped me from singing, of course, because i completely believe in the healing powers of music. no matter what mood you find yourself in, there is a song …
dear high school and college students, i write this love letter to you as i’m struggling to mend my broken heart. i weep as yet another legal decision ignores evidence of a crime, instead choosing to minimize the value of black and brown lives in this version of america you are soon to inherit. i …
