This Thing Called Life
The Last to Know
The heart will always remember first. As the days pass, it will become more sensitive than usual, with every word, image, and sound evoking emotion. The soul will follow. It will grow heavy, all sighs and deep meditation. It will…
Seasonal Expectations
In keeping with the unofficial small talk playbook, every person I casually greeted on the elevator this morning mentioned the weather. The rain made for messy commutes and gloomy outlooks and people were vocal about their dislike of it. I don’t…
Roadblocks
My eyes and mind are always a mile down the road. Whether I’m driving or simply living, I am always thinking ahead, trying to anticipate how things will unfold so I can be as prepared as possible. However, I am…
Being Patient with Your Heart
Like much of Twitter, last December I scrolled through my Favorites section and retweeted some oldies but goodies for the #2015faves trending topic. I found it comforting that some of the tweets still resonated with me. Many were a source…
For ‘Cute’ Girls Who Have Coveted Sexiness
All your life you have been ‘cute.’ From pigtails and toothless grin at age six to heels and full face of make-up on the other side of 30, you have been ‘cute.’ It could be attributed to your baby face…
Beauty Shop Lessons in Faith: Transitions
As of Saturday, I am six months relaxer-free. Though I said I would never do it for fear of the upkeep of whatever curl pattern might lie beneath my permed hair, I am transitioning to natural. How did I go…
A Letter to My 80-Year-Old Self
At a time when everyone seems to be writing letters of reflection to their younger selves, I am instead focused on you. Young Sheryl may be near and dear to my heart, but she had her chance. This is yours. Before, you were…
