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Pray For Me

My little sister reached out to me today and asked for spiritual guidance. After asking a few questions, we landed on the topic of prayer. She expressed how she felt ashamed for not knowing how to pray, not knowing where to start or what to...

#GirlCaytion

In a world where “no new friends” and “I don’t fool with females” is trending, I’m more interested in the opposite. Last year, I presented the idea to a few friends that I’d love to go on a trip to Costa Rica but instead of...

Born Again

Yesterday, I supported a close friend as she gave her life to Christ. I watched as she waited patiently and moved towards the tub of water.  She cried - shedding the years of pain, the years of doubt and worry, and coming into her true...

What are you prepared to do?

It's been really hard to post a  new blog during the past couple of weeks. I mean, how can I consciously post anything about my daily struggles when I'm living in a world where police officers are murdering our brothers in broad daylight and are...

Plush Pillow: First night at second location

A few months ago, I slept in a toddler’s bed for the first time in my life. Well, not counting when I was a toddler myself. I could complain about how it wasn’t a big comfortable queen-size bed with plush pillows, but I’m not. The...

One Man Down

It was only couple of hours since I moved out of my apartment. Since I’m extremely organized, I planned my day – go to church, load the truck, put in storage, and use Monday as a day to relax. Whelp, things didn’t go according to...

Picking my battles wisely…

I labeled all of my Tupperware with my initials. Now, many of you might define this as petty, but I would say it’s smart. As my roommate and I packed our things and prepare to go our separate ways, I initiated separating our things in...

It’s not you; it’s me

One of my close friends and I broke up. No, it’s not a boy, but the pain certainly reminded me of a breakup. I’ve spent the last month quite anxious, uncertain, and even a little confused, but we ultimately decided to go our separate ways....

The Blame Game

For nearly a year, I’ve avoided conflict and brushed many things under the rug but a couple of months ago, I hit my breaking point. There were times when I’ve been angry and have wanted to walk away, but instead, I checked myself hoping I...

Not My Daddy!

My sister once told me that my father wasn’t my biological father. She said it with such conviction as if she was there the night of my conception. She added that my father was never there for me and that he’d never financially supported me....

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