My husband and I just returned home from vacation. Instead of posting about it, I’m sitting here with a heavy heart. The domestic terroristic attack on the African-American people in an American landmark located in Charleston, SC hurts. It hurts for so many reasons.
This hits home for me because I see my family in these victims.
I see myself.
Being from the South and raised in the church, I’m very familiar with Wednesday night Bible study. It’s a practice that is very common in the African American community. It’s a time for fellowship, prayer, and pure joy. It’s a time for African Americans to come together and just be.
I’m hurt. I’m exhausted. Most important, I’m tired of racism.
I love stationary.
Since I could remember, I was always interested in having cute, matching paper, cards, and envelopes due to my love for writing. For me, it made sending letters fun and interesting.
In the 11th grade, I worked as a summer intern for the CNN center, and it was a great opportunity. I learned a great deal about work ethics and business/social etiquette. One of the things that I learned was the importance of sending thank-you notes. Using thank-you notes is a simple and effective way of showing your appreciation. Read More
The most requested question I get from current nursing students is, “How do you make it in nursing school?”
Nursing school is tough! I will admit I had no idea how tough it was prior to attending school, and I didn’t believe it when my mom, who is also a nurse, informed me that nursing school was a “pressure cooker.” I was rudely awakened when I received my first syllabus that was thick as a book. I had to learn on my own how to successfully navigate through nursing school, but I was fortunate enough to have met people along the way that gave me helpful tips and tricks. These tips and tricks helped me to be a great student and graduate with honors. I want to pass on these jewels of wisdom to others because we can all use a helping hand every now and then. Read More
I first read about the Lovings in the 11th grade during my U.S. history class. The teacher was going over legal cases that changed our nation, and Loving vs. Virginia was included. I was amazed at the tenacity and bravery of the Lovings, and I vowed to never forget them. Additionally, their unfaltering love for each other was enough to make my teenage heart melt and secretly wish to marry a man who would love and fight for me the way Richard Loving did for his wife, Mildred Loving.