Blessed & Curvy

Mixed emotions bottled up about what is showing up in the media about this wall. Let me paint the picture for you. You are on a mission to make a better life for your family . You might have been running away from someone trying to kill you so your family pays to get you here . You're seeking to get away from whatever it is that we might never know.  Only thing they separate you from your young children, your wife, and your family trying to break you. Land of the free doesn't want you to come to the United States you're labeled a murder, rapist, and unfit to come here. We don't want you to take jobs away that even the low income don't want but we don't want you to have it. What resonates with everyone hearing this on the news, reading it in the newspapers and hearing on the radio is that higher up sitting in a oval office justified the treatment. I can only share from my perspective from my ancestors that were  brought over in slaves ships...

Book Excerpt I’ll never forget the day my mother said to me, “Everybody is not your friend.” I don’t remember my age. I was relatively young and quite impressionable. Her words haunted me for a while and stuck inside my head like chewing gum on a shoe. I remember telling myself, she had to be wrong. My friends were really my friends. They liked me just as much as I liked them. Over time I’d find myself in these one-sided friendships. Friendships that were harmful, negative, catty, and downright a waste of my time and energy. Whenever a friendship would end I could still hear my mother’s words replaying in my mind. I’d find myself often in between trying to repair the friendship in some way or filling a void of regret in my heart. Often in my younger years I found myself being a people pleaser/friendship resolver. I wanted people to like me. I desperately wanted my friendships to last forever. I wanted to be a part of the conversation, share a laugh, a secre...