I had a different post prepared today to drum up some excitement about April being Sarcoidosis Awareness month. And then last night I went into a Sarcoidosis flare which carried on into TODAY. So perhaps, it's not for me to prepare a "feel good" post about Sarcoidosis. Perhaps today, I can tell you what it … Continue reading April is #Sarcoidosis Awareness Month
Tag: Black American
It’s okay to be a tired Mom
You get to be tired, because you are a human being and you can make everything perfect. #MommyFab
The sadness that comes with being a Black American Woman
It is exhausting trying to raise a Black American and protect them from the hate and inequality that defines America. #MommyFab #EfabulousHB #BlackAmericanMothers
Thank you Stacey Abrams for your fight against Supremacy in Georgia
The state failed its voters. You see, despite a record-high population in Georgia, more than a million citizens found their names stripped from the rolls by the secretary of state, including a 92-year-old civil rights activist who had cast her ballot in the same neighborhood since 1968. Tens of thousands hung in limbo, rejected due … Continue reading Thank you Stacey Abrams for your fight against Supremacy in Georgia
You were loved Aretha Franklin. Farewell Beautiful, Black Queen.
I cannot possibly sit here and transcribe how much her life and music touched my soul. When she sang it was as though she sang through me. It is as if her hands reached through into my heart and held it, enveloped it - in an embrace so ethereal that it wouldn't last go until the last note seem to fade out into the beat. #EfabulousHB
Thankful. Yep that’s me!
I wrote this as a feature in 2015. My life has changed since then. I have tried to love again and loss big time. My Future CEO is thriving. My first dog, Jessie is over the Rainbow Bridge. I am now on meds for my Sarcoidosis and a good biscuit dipped in honey from 200lbs. Life has changed so much, but I am still thankful.
Why I am thankful? Seriously? Why? About 7 years ago I used to go to sleep and ask God to take me in my sleep. I was so depressed, I could not go on. Even after my gorgeous procreate was here on earth. I was deeply depressed. My marriage was failing. My health was failing. My vision of who I was and who I was supposed to be…. yep, failing.
It got to the point, I had asked God to take me and my child in our sleep so we can get together in heaven with my parents. The end. …Well, that wasn’t the end.
That failed marriage had to play out in divorce court. I had to stop praying for death and pray for strength. I had to learn to be whole “all by myself”. I would take on a rebound that would push me to the brink of…
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Keep It Moving (podcast episode)
Never stop. Push through if you can. Keep It Moving.
Living out loud: why I share so much??!!?
I am making a chronicle of the good times where the universe and I were dancing to the same tune. Again, I don't ever want to leave this earth without these moments being tangible, tactile and terrifically visible. #EfabulousHB #MommyFab #FabWorld
Check out >>> This Racism Is Killing Me Inside >>> from Code Switch
Many people are indeed weathered.
Everyone wants someone to believe in them and love them.
I wish my Dad was alive so that I had someone who would dig deep and in those times I cannot muster the energy to cheer for myself, I'd hear him yell "Erica, you got this. I'm here, Girl! It's Dad. I believe in YOU!" #EfabulousHB
