A Distorted Perception Of Love

My mother and I were best friends… Until the day she defined love for me. Four months earlier, I came home from school to find a man sitting in our living room. He was tall, brown skin, hazel eyes and built like he may have played football. At first, I thought...

A Perfect Smile: Is It Everything?

Growing up, I was never told I was beautiful. Ever. I heard people use that word to describe my best friend. I heard people use that word to describe babies, but I was never personally told, “You are beautiful. You’re gorgeous!  You’re pretty!”...

When Life Gets Stale…

The other day, I was browsing Tumblr, when I ran across someone asking a writer how she overcomes writer’s block. The writer responded: I stop writing when life gets stale. She continued with advice on how to find inspiration: So I’ve learned to go to new...

There Is Nothing Wrong With Being An Introvert

I am an introvert. It’s true.  Some refer to it as a ‘Virgo trait’ but I’d have to disagree as I know some very outgoing Virgos who are the life of the party! I, on the other hand, am most comfortable when I’m alone. I came to the...