My parents gave me the ingredients. But I choose at what temp and for how long it cooks.
In the past I felt self-conscious when meeting with a black health clinician, cuz I grew up steeped in white culture.But in recent days I feel I have more in common with blacks: Coming out of trauma and hardship with inspiration, with color, no pun intended. My skin isn’t black, but I’m beginning to think … Continue reading Black is Beautiful
“Ok, let’s go somewhere else.” Did that group of four women just leave the area at the very moment I arrived? Holy, shit! My worst fear has finally manifested! And it only took 35 damn years. Of course, my first reaction was to second guess my recent actions...Was it the F bomb I dropped a … Continue reading You Got This!
Growing up I was the kid who everyone liked but didn’t necessarily invite to their parties. I wasn’t an outcast, but I wasn’t an incast either. I had my couple close friends and we were happy but I always wanted wished to be more part of the social world surrounding me. Like I said in … Continue reading Ugly Duck Syndrome
This morning I woke up at 4 am. Since I went to bed at 8 pm (I am an exhausted mother of a toddler after all!) I felt well-rested. I was also jolted awake in part by a dream I had—an incidence that's been all too often this week. Well this dream wasn't a scary … Continue reading Georgia State of Mind: The Long Version of How We Got to Atlanta
My co-worker once commented that I could be making the same amount of money working as a part-time nutritionist for fewer hours than I work as an early childhood educator. When I decided to pursue a career in nutrition when I was in college it wasn't for the money, and now, when I am working … Continue reading Why Money Isn’t Everything