I wasn’t going to publish a blog this month. In fact, I was going to hold off on blogging until I made progress in writing my book. I convinced myself that my blog was a distraction and that the posts I had in mind weren’t good enough, so I decided to focus on one thing at a time. While my reasoning sounds sane, it’s also a bit selfish. I’ve been holding on to what has been given to me, because I didn’t feel it was good enough to be shared. My insecurity is the real problem.

Recently, I’ve been low on socks. I couldn’t tell you where they’ve disappeared to, but I know that matches were missing and my choices were dwindling. On top of that, my sock drawer was no longer able to close. I sought to solve the problem by buying more, but my frugal side wasn’t feeling the prices, so I roughed it out. The real issue was that I noticed a problem and tried to treat the symptoms (limited socks options) without exploring and fixing the root (figuring out whe

Two years ago, I helped launch an event called Meeting of the Sexes. Realizing that too many topics go undiscussed in dating, situationships, and relationships, we created a space to engage in these conversations. With our sixth Meeting of the Sexes this past Thursday, I had no idea that asking an introspective question, would give me and the audience unexpected therapy, but we were all for it. Confession: I’m an extremist and so are my friends. We’ve lived for several decade

Less than a month into 2018, I’m already being forced to learn lessons. I posted a quote a few weeks back saying, “Choosing between good and bad is reasonable. Choosing between good and God is faith.” Whether or not you believe in God, the latter part of the quote requires you to evaluate if the “good” in your life is necessary. Maybe, like me, you’ve eliminated all the negative vibes (people and situations), learned how to practice self-care, and you love the work you do. Ye

For over a year now, I’ve been shedding. I’ve watched habits fall off and people drift away. Sometimes it hurt. At times it’s caused confusion, but it always worked out in the end. Maybe we’re similar to caterpillars. We are meant to transform, and with growth, we are constantly shedding. At a certain point, we sit alone and undergo our own process of transformation. We can’t really explain what’s happening, but if we disturb it, we could affect the results. At first, I didn'

I spent the last three months trying to make the perfect greens. My first two attempts fell short of expectation, but the batch for Thanksgiving was perfect. (Ask my family for proof.) In hindsight, there was one key element that changed the outcome of my greens drastically, and I’m learning that the plans I’m cooking up in my own life require this same ingredient. In my family, everyone has mastered certain dishes and mine are greens and apple pie. While I had been strugglin

Tiffany Haddish is one of my new favorite people. I first discovered her in the movie Girls Trip over the summer. Honestly, the first time I saw the movie, I really didn’t connect with her character. She was too loud, uncouth, and argumentative for me. I thought to myself, “I don’t have any friends like that.” A week later, when I saw the movie again with my girls, they told me that I’m “that friend” in a lot of ways. They left me with a lot to think about. Haddish, debuted o

I used to think there would be a point in my life where I could say, “I made it.” I believed in happily ever after. In hindsight, I thought there was a place where I could achieve both personal and professional happiness and live in that fantastical moment forever. It didn't help that every woman I knew in her thirties or over seemed to have her life together. Now that I’m weeks away from 30, I learned to stop searching for this non-existent destination and to start appreciat