I remember the exact moment I became a perfectionist. I was in college, working part-time as an administrative assistant at a large pharmaceutical company. It was in the late 90’s when the economy was booming, and everyone with “manager” in their title had a secretary whether they needed it or not. My boss did not …
Over the last month, a former social media “friend” has been going to different people that I know and telling them what a terrible person I am. She’s been warning them to stay away from me, and speaking bad about Pushing Lovely, the authentic writer support group of which I am a co-founder. I don’t know …
Not a day goes by when I don’t go to bed thinking of fifty ways that I could have been a better mom to Ayva. I mean, I know I’m a great mom. I love Ayva more than anything, and I work hard to make her happy, but there’s always room for improvement. Sometimes I …
Last Thursday, Beyonce, superstar that she is, released a self-titled album completely out of the blue. How she was able to surprise hundreds of thousands of fans with 13 songs and 17 videos is a mystery to lots of folks, but not to me. I mean, she’s a Mom, right? And (in my Phaedra Parks …
Every Sunday when I was growing up, I would listen to gospel music on the radio with my Grandmom before we went to church. This was before the days of internet radio, and back when you could only hear gospel music on AM stations except for Sunday mornings. My favorite song was “Rough Side of …