I made some accomplishments today. For a mom of three, the reality is time for yourself is limited if any at all. The last few days have been tough. My younger son is sick. It started with a fever and progressed into loose bowels. So, I’ve spent all day cleaning up poop off of carpets,… Continue reading This Might Sound Crazy But…
The next morning my middle finger felt broken. It was bent down and he couldn’t push it up because of the pain it caused me. He said he didn’t remember the night before. God, why didn’t I leave him then?
Photo by KoolShooters on Pexels.com Many times I get confused for being Caucasian. At first glance, you probably wouldn’t guess my biological father is black. In the same contrast, you probably wouldn’t be surprised my biological mom is white. I am one of those mixed gals; one of the girls with ‘the good hair’. Race… Continue reading Sundays Made Me Forget I am Biracial
The first time it was for 90 days. I remember driving him to jail. My mind was racing with so many what-ifs. How was I going to take care of three kids on my own? Would I have enough money to pay the bills? What if I didn’t have enough money for the rent?