"You are not welcome here. You no longer have space. Your space is being filled with self-love, grace for my story, and new hope for a beautiful future--which you have no part of. Goodbye." I read the words I had written nights before. A letter to...
"Your story is still being penned...
When I was a kid, growing up in church, I heard a lot about right and wrong. The whole stereotype message of the Baptist preacher "hell fire and brimstone." Yeah, I was buried deep in that. I remember when I was eight and realized I...
The other night I posted a picture of my tear-stained face on Instagram. (Ok...
She rises before the sun. She doesn't make coffee. She reads no newspaper. She limps to the shower...
