Blessed & Curvy

A Sister's Love Growing up I was the youngest of 13 siblings. I had one in particular who took the role at the age of 11 to be the Second Momma. She would babysit me, as she got older her job was to make sure I ate, bathe and did my homework. She was a teenager and I did everything that she did. She applied Noxzema to her face for teenage acne well here I am right behind her when she went to school putting it on my face. She would put ketchup on her collard greens well here I go doing the same thing again. When she started dating her boyfriend who is now her husband I was scared that our relationship would change. On her wedding day my nose was bleeding because I was afraid my sister was going to leave me forever. Our relationship didn't change if anything I was calling her to talk on the phone like she was next store, when I could I was taking the bus to spend weekends with her until I learned to drive. She later moved to California and when I was in my ...

I am asked all the time once someone knows that I am a writer. How did you publish your book? I tell everyone that I started writing in my journal and once I had enough content I started taking pieces and putting them into the outline. I challenged myself to write poetry and nonfiction with the outcome that the reader would find motivation. I wanted the reader to take what I had wrote and relate in some parts to the topics. Then I started doing my research with other writers on what they were doing. I also used Google to find self published publishers over traditional. Once I felt that there was a relationship I read all of the contract before signing on the dotted line. I uploaded my manuscript and the work began. I was contacted to give a synopsis of what the book was about, where did I want it to be sold, how many pages was the book. What type of formatting did I want to use, the color of the pages and lastly help in selecting the book cover. Again resea...

Not Needing Your Acceptance Powerful words Letting them roll off of my lips like dew drops As a child we do everything to appease our parents Then it become peer pressure when we are teenagers Then it's someone else that we are trying to please At some point it stops! When I was younger I was told I was beautiful That all that matters is that you're beautiful So as I aged, life challenges presented itself ,  as most men and women I found  myself with a few extra pounds Now I was still beautiful but society had labels  I had family members who love me say " You dress cute for a big girl" It would sting because why wasn't I thought of as someone who dressed nice I hit 50 years old and there was a feeling of liberation. I was letting friends go who were negative I was letting relationships go that were toxic I was letting jobs go that were killing me Again the same family member would say " You know companies won't ...