“Girl, let me tell you something: you kinda’ gettin’ up there. You’re running out of time and need to stop being so picky.”
I was a 30-something when I heard those word from a male relative, newly moved into … Read the rest
“Girl, let me tell you something: you kinda’ gettin’ up there. You’re running out of time and need to stop being so picky.”
I was a 30-something when I heard those word from a male relative, newly moved into … Read the rest
Ladies & Gentlemen, please allow me to jump up on the soapbox for a hot minute about this right here, excuse the length of my rant because I am feeling ALL types of ways about the whole mess…
I don’t … Read the rest
A couple of years into life as a divorced single mother, my then-kindergartener Darius asked me The Question: “Mom, why didn’t you have any other kids?”
I used a tactful and age-appropriate version of the truth to respond. “Well, … Read the rest