: About Me

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My passion is ...

cooking, working with kids, self-development, talking on my cell phone, being a good support to others

I know too much about ...

the daily trials and tribulations of life and being an "ABW"-angry black woman. Ironically, I am not angry at all. It is just a funny reference people in my social circle have given me.

My parents always told me ...

work hard, play nice, trust in God.

My childhood ambition ...

I always wanted to be happy, and to be a mom. I work on being happy everyday, and motherhood shows its face in my life through my relatives and the population of kids I work with. But one day I will have some of my own

My favorite memory ...

How can I pick just one? Three decades have afforded me so many memories and stories to share.

Why I write ...

I write as a stress reliever, to get my voice out, and simply-because I love to. I am a wordy person who loves to talk. When no one is there to listen, or I have a hard time saying what I feel, I write.

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

I am reading The Real Lives of Strong Black Women, every issue of Essence magazine, and anything else I feel is worth snuggling up with a cup of tea. I watch Jeopardy everyday. It is proof that great things happen when you use your brain, instead of getting by on looks or connections. I am listening to a bunch of music. I like all kinds of things, but am a R&B/Soul lover. Maxwell, India.Arie, Corrine Bailey Rae, Laura Izibor...do I need to go on?

My first job ...

outside of various babysitting jobs, I was first employed as a cook/cashier at a chicken fast food restaurant.

My best moment ...

So many moments stand out-graduation from High School and College, meeting my best friend and sustaining a decade of friendship...there are just so many stories to tell.

My inspiration ...

God/church, my family, my friends, my co-workers, and the everyday heroes of life.

Society & Lifestyle > Social Values & Norms Is giving alms to beggars helping or teaching them to be lazy?

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It is about 48 degrees today, a crisp fall day in this 'windy city'. As much as I hate to admit it, it will be winter soon. I can deny it and long to put on capris and tank tops, but the facts still remain: I broke out the sweaters, and the wool trench has resurfaced. Layering has gone from a matter of fashion and style to a means of insulation. I am cold, and I hate to be cold. My dramatic self would swear I was "freezing", that I have "never been this cold", but if memory serves me I have been this cold before; colder, actually. Understanding this time when I was cold will help illustrat...

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