Single Mother Here: These Kids Will NOT Be the Death of Me


by Excerpt From The Signature Movement, by Tonya D. Floyd: Single Mama Saga Part 2 Marginalized, pushed to the side, afterthought, forgotten often; presence means nothing, ‘til somebody wants something. symbol for oppression, her only mission to impose restriction in her jurisdiction, rebuke, reject, repel, veto, say no, can’t go, can’t do what they want […]

Got skills?

by As in, what does your skill set REALLY look like? I got snapped at last night because I mentioned changing my professional profiles to reflect the many abilities I have acquired since beginning this book journey. My girl had told me more than once to update my resume and cater my job search to […]

Try me!

by So I was cooking yesterday, as my mouth throbbed from this root canal, thinking about the pork chop I couldn’t tackle without pain (you know I ate it though). Somehow I got on the whole trial and tribulation topic in my head. I envisioned a school yard fight, a boxing match, a karate competition, […]

Red hair, black sheep, and little lambs.

by I’ve been doing some thinking, slept a little bit, and I’ve concluded that I’ve probably always been a black sheep or red-haired stepchild in every group, every setting I’ve ever been in for longer than I can remember. Well, except with my mother. We actually have a lot in common I see (insert evil […]

Come Monday Morning

by It’s not even 9AM on Monday, and I’m already getting my butt kicked. Some of it is leftovers, and some is attributable to what I have to look forward to. But as I knock out challenges one at a time, I don’t have the luxury of looking at the big ugly picture. It’s like […]

The devil is a liar!

by I’m compelled to send this late edition because amidst my own struggle, I am encouraged. I swear the devil has been busy around here lately, with big and little things, but I just feel this reassurance, and peace. Basically, I was inspired to share with you that it’s going to be all right. I’m […]