It’s Time

Preface: Let me begin by thanking anyone who had the courage to read my post last week.  It was heavy and uncomfortable, and being vulnerable like that literally made me sick.  This week’s post will be different from the last. | It’s Time| She stared out of her office window to the courtyard ahead of…

Reality Check: It’s Not Okay

Disclaimer:  This post will be a bit deep, I will be very vulnerable, and I will be talking about domestic/intimate partner violence.  Please only read this if you can handle it. | Reality Check: It’s Not Okay | I sat in the big, cold classroom annoyed.  I had boxes on my cosmetology worksheet that needed…

Believing and Becoming

It was so ironic.  She stood in front of the bathroom mirror, forced to look at herself.  In that same mirror, she was forced to see herself too.  She couldn’t stand what she saw…it just wasn’t enough.  With tears streaming down her face and red marker in hand, she began to write.  Every word unbelievable…

Heart Check: The Incident. The Ignoring. The Interjection.

I can vividly remember hearing his voice as if he just said it.  It was the Sunday before Memorial Day, and I stood at the altar with tears streaming down my face.  It had been a hell of a week leading to this moment, I was emotionally and mentally exhausted, and my pastor had just…

Adjustments: Being 30, Restricted Areas, Making Room

Disclaimer:  Today’s blog may be a collection of jumbled thoughts and rambled expressions.  Have you ever had something to say, but you are quite sure how to say it?  That is how I feel today and have felt for about the last six days leading up to this blog. As always, I am writing from…

Today

For the forth time within seven days, I opened my Google search engine and typed, “Apartments for rent near Chesapeake.”  For the next 35 minutes I immersed myself in washer and dryer hook-ups, carpet vs. hardwood, whether or not the kitchen had a pantry, square footage, and walk-in closets.  I had, once again, began obsessing…

Evacuate

It is my hope to be succinct.  I’m a Rouson so we’ll see. | Evacuate | In Virginia, we have been preparing for Hurricane Florence for the last few days.  At one point this category 4 hurricane was predicted to cause such devastation, that we were encouraged to know what [flood] zone we lived in,…

Unavailable

Preface: Let me begin by apologizing.  I have not posted a blog for last two Thoughtful Thursdays.  Please know that I sincerely wanted to share with you, but I refused to give you a “fluff piece” that didn’t really believe in.  According to Chris is where I share the truth of my story, even the…

Growth Check: Oooo, You Tried It!

It’s not that I didn’t know what to say in response to her; baby, I have an excellent way with words.  I even remember how to meticulously place a few four-letter words in there.  Today just wasn’t the day for that kind of victory.  As a matter of fact, I didn’t even feel like getting her back.   I simply decided…

Open, Closed, and Locked Doors

“I’ll never let them get that close to hurt me again.”  I uttered such words in moments where I pieced the broken fragments of my heart back together.  I spoke in absolutes.  No one in their correct mind would allow themselves to be vulnerable to the same force that crushed them once before.  I vowed…