A few days ago I was speaking to my mother about Halloween. I remember as a child dressing up in homemade costumes, trick-or-treating with neighbors and sorting through piles of candy as soon as we returned home. I remember Halloween as fun and exciting, but my mom remembers being worried...
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In Awe of our Black Moms
I remember waking up to the sound of a rooster every morning when my mom and I lived with my grandparents. We would walk out of the room to greet them as they enjoyed their cups of coffee. I didn’t understand what they were saying because their morning discussions were...
An Unfiltered Journey through Sisterhood, Single Motherhood and Success
An Unfiltered Journey through Sisterhood, Single motherhood and Success It is such a blessing to be called a mother because the experience of giving unconditional love to someone else is simply beautiful. I remember being a single mother in my early 20’s, and no one could have prepared me for...
“I Didn’t Know she was Mentally Ill”: A personal story by Deborah Ford
"I Didn't Know she was Mentally Ill": A personal story by Deborah Ford About four years ago, I was on my way to work. I was standing at the bus stop waiting for the Algiers loop. I was just standing there minding my own business smoking a cigarette like I...