- formerly Gabbing with Grace
Last week a friend died. She wasn’t someone I’d known for a long time, in fact, I’d only known her a week. One week. But she made an impression. She was sweet, very kind, very honest with herself. Even though she’d just met me she’d been vulnerable in front of me about a few things. […]
Today, I am 37. How woefully late thirties of me. Last year I wrote 36 Birthday Pearls. This year I decided to repost & add one new pearl of wisdom I’ve picked up along the way. 1. People are hurting, err on the side of kindness. If they aren’t now, they will be soon. So […]
Whose are you God? I am hers. She. The one who wants to be raped. Beaten. Pillaged. She does not want a man to make love to her. No. She wants to be screwed. It ain’t pretty. It ain’t romantic. It does not feel good. It does not need to. These are blurred lines. He […]
A few years ago, when Rhysie was only a few weeks old and just before Christmas 2009, our pastor’s wife, Kristy, invited some of the new mommies with babies three-months old or younger to her house for a little welcome-to-sleepless-nights gathering. She’d made this wildly decadent spread of chocolatey goodness, complete with an array of warm […]
I am racially Italian-American & African-American. I am a biracial, self-identifying, culturally & ethnically black American woman living in the segregated Midwest. I grew up in Detroit, one of the most segregated cities in America. I am often mistaken for being Latina-American & one time, white. Outside of the U.S. in countries as varied as […]
I wish you could see yourself the way I see you! He was all flummoxed. All concerned. Reasonably so. I’d communicated something-or-other about how I’m-not-good-enough-for-this or don’t-deserve-this OR THAT. I’d weaseled my way out of kind words and decided instead to settle on why it’s okay for someone to treat me poorly because, really, it […]
What do I reflect? Is it anger, beauty, sacrifice, love, hate, disappointment? The complexity of all-of-the-above? (How terribly inconvenient of us humans to exist with such a myriad of reflections, eh?) When I think my last two highly emotive, off-the-cuff, honest posts not only do I get another vulnerability hangover but I wonder if I’m […]
Sometimes, Y’all it is helpful to write raw, get it down & push it out there. Usually, when I take part in Heather of the EO’s Just Write’s it’s about the mundane of life so no one gives a flip. Ahh, but yesterday I manage to cull together my racism, my anger towards toxic, angry white […]
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