Sheryl's Pearls Blog
The Right Time to Say Thank You
My baby nephew does not know when to say thank you – or so I thought. I noticed this the last time I babysat. His little manners were so cute, tossing out ‘thank you’ left and right. But his timing…
Relationships and Radios: Refresh
At this point in the life of Sheryl’s Pearls, you know how much I enjoy solo drives with good music blasting from my speakers. If not, you’re either a newbie, or as Harold Melvin and the Blue Notes once sang,…
The Part of the ‘Dark Girls’ Commentary We Didn’t Need to Hear – Yet
I tried not to write this. I really did. But sometimes I just can’t shut up. The documentary Dark Girls aired on OWN last night. Unfortunately, since I refuse to give the cable company a dime more than necessary, I was unable…
Excuse Me, Miss. Your Insecurities are Showing.
Even the most confident among us have them – physical traits, characteristics, and aspects of our upbringings that we have tried to wish away. Most of us only confess our biggest insecurities – the ones whose public disclosure might send…
Sunbeams and Raindrops: Aerial Lessons in Faith
The devil was beating his wife the other day. It is an old wives tale, that whenever a rain shower fails to chase the sun from the sky, the devil is supposedly abusing his better half. I don’t recall the…
Becoming ‘The Greatest:’ What Ali Taught Me
When boxer Cassius Clay changed his name in 1964 after converting to Islam, it took some time for ‘Muhammad Ali’ to stick. As I toured the Muhammad Ali Center in Louisville, Ky., last week, I watched footage of old media interviews in…
It’s Okay, You Made it Here
At approximately 9:30 p.m., I dragged myself into the gym and plopped down on a bench in the ladies’ dressing room. As I was coming, another woman was going. She pulled on her jacket and peered across the room at…
