ONCE UPON A TIME is usually not how our stories begin. I can remember vividly as a child hearing my father tell my brother never go to these places after dark. You never want to be DRIVING WHILE BLACK across the bridge. I thought that I would never be faced with the same situation until 25 years later when I was pulled over by a police officer for having out of state plates. My offense: driving while black in Michigan….
I spent the last two days visiting with my great aunt and we giggled the entire time. Listening to her tell stories about my grandmother and their siblings was priceless. I’ve been missing my granny a lot lately so this visit was needed. As I wind down and reflect about the conversations from this weekend I am so elated that God allowed me to take this trip (the snowstorm the night before had us spooked). It was by far one…
The first story of the year. Make it good right?Okay. After my dad died my soul was empty. I was numb and it took me a few months to gather myself. I went on this journey of self-discovery that very few knew about. I was in class one day and my classmates challenged me to tell my story. There I was in the front of the class; frozen. I didn’t have a clue of who I was or where I…