Sheryl's Pearls Blog
American Dreams and Nightmares
I. Then When my friends and I told our Belizean Creole tour guide we were from America, he said that years ago he lived in Phoenix and then Los Angeles. When asked why he left, his answer was simple: racism.…
Self-Discovery Tour: N is for Never-ending
On the eve of my 30th birthday, I knew myself better than I had at any other point in life. I was secure in who I was, digging the way I looked inside and out, and confident about the decade…
The Beauty in Admitting He Hurt You
“If you are silent about your pain, they’ll kill you and say you enjoyed it.” ~ Zora Neale Hurston I have been the strong, silent type before. Smothered the angry flames engulfing my heart without as much as a sideways…
Life ‘Behind Schedule’
Last night I struggled to fall asleep, distracted by the loud, hollow ticking of my life clock. My mind quickly caught its rhythm and insisted that I was behind schedule. There are places I expected to be, doing things I…
Perfect Shmerfect: the Path to Success
I should have stopped her at “perfect.” It was arts and crafts time at Vacation Bible School and I was demonstrating how to construct an origami boat. I followed the picture guide in front of me as the kids and…
The Lengthy Ordeal of Letting Go
Letting go can be the hardest thing to do, when you truly care about someone. Monday night I was reminded just how hard it can be. I was watching Atlanta Exes, intrigued by this cast of women who were willing…