There is nothing worse, as a mother, than when your grown child presents you with a problem that your experience could easily resolve, only to refuse any semblance of advice or parental wisdom. The amount of time you get to prepare your children for life is far briefer than you ever expect. One minute they’re running around in diapers and seeking your guidance in all things, and the next, they’re married with three children, living halfway across the country.

My son is going to get his associates degree from LCC later this year. I’m so proud of his accomplishments and how hard he’s worked at finishing the course. It wasn’t easy, for either of us. As he’s my youngest, his impending graduation has left me feeling out of sorts. Incomplete.

On Christmas morning this past year, Derrick put a ring on my finger. I knew we were getting married, but I didn’t know how, when...

The poverty mindset has crippled my ability to strive for more, to be more, or to want more. Dreaming is a luxury I cannot afford.

Churches have always meant something different to me. Thursday was the day we went to the “Eating Church”.

Lucky for me, or unlucky as you may look at it, I have a reserved, VIP seating at Rock Bottom. It's my home away from home.

A video on the social media platform TikTok was shared with me where a content creator criticized PepsiCo for altering the iconic Aunt Jemima logo, one of the longest-running logos and trademarks in the history of American advertising.

I listened to Beyonce’s version of “Jolene”. While I liked it better than the original, I couldn’t figure out what it is that bothered me about it. I’ve secretly judged Dolly Parton for the song “Jolene”.