Finding purpose outside of work

Many Black American professionals find themselves struck between providing for themselves, their children, their families and quietly being unfulfilled and ignored at work. #MommyFab

Coming full circle

If you come to my house, it feels like a home. And for the first time in my life, I am no longer running .... I'm happy here in this place, I made a home for me and my modern family.

New Year, Not New Me, New Decade, Glad I am still here.

I'm happy to be alive, writing this blog post because things could have went a lot differently. Upwards and Onwards #2020.

Creative Block and being a Black Mom Blogger

For the last half of the year, I've experienced a huge CREATIVE BLOCK. I've also questioned what I'm doing in the blogger-space. It happens. #MommyFab #WriterInLieu

Life isn’t coming up roses and that’s okay. That’s life.

Life isn't coming up Roses and that's okay. Indeed that is life. #MommyFab

ONE THOUSAND WORDS!

My Dad told me that "A PICTURE IS WORTH A 1,000 WORDS". I'm a word person. Words matter. Words cut. Words heal. Words hurts. Words without action though are meaningless fodder for life. I don't take pretty pictures. I take pictures of things that excite me, that interest me, that please me, that upset me, …

I used to be brave.

I was brave enough to try and be free as a Black woman, even as the world seeks to dehumanize me. #MommyFab

Life comes at you fast….

I'm drinking my second glass of Malbec wondering where I went wrong. I'm also happily listening to some dope lo-fi music that I want to Shazam. ...but I won't because I am in my feelings and typing this on my Nord N10. Lol. So I am just here at the bar, with a water chaser …

Self affirmation is continuous.

Self affirmation challenges you to be better.

Power of the Palate … powered by Maker’s Mark

A wee dram, a cocktail, a mocktail... Power of the Palate, powered by Maker's Mark. Oooh, let's have a drink, shall we!!!! #MommyFab

Things

Sometimes my heart breaks for humanity.

Front porch action

Sometimes things are beautiful.

Disclaimer: I'm happy. Get into it. For a long time in my life, multiple stretches of time, I didn't know what joy felt like. I faked happiness. Yet, there were these moments, fleeting moments, that I got to be free and joyful. Joy for me is tied directly into the ability to be unapologetically me. …

Black Women are HUMAN. Bar None.

Black women are human. We are allowed to make mistakes. We are deserving of Grace. You should not have to be perfect or the supremacist idea of "respectable" to deserve Grace and Mercy.

I was not ready to say “Goodbye”…

A lot of times I watched you from the sidelines. I loved to see your 1,000 watt smile when you felt good. I was proud of you, kiddo.

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