A Working Mom's Secret to Success on Valentine's Day: Manage Expectations...

Lady celebrating Valentine's Day at Eddie V's "To love oneself is the beginning of a lifelong romance." - Oscar Wilde  Greetings from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania! Things have been busy. I am still a working mom of three, working full time who is trying to make a difference. I do a lot of things and try to be present so that I can learn from them. I share them on this blog so that we can learn together. Below are some thoughts, hacks, and/or lessons that I have learned from navigating my world. The roots of Valentine’s Day roots go back to St. Valentine, a priest in the early Christian Church known for his compassion and commitment to love. He was a defender of faith, hope, and kindness, reminding us that love is not just a feeling—it’s an action. And, this year I have learned that being free on Valentine's Day is better than living a lie. Valentine's Day, like Christmas, comes every year. However, unlike Christmas, Valentine's Day is about romantic love an...

Celebrating Independence Day While Black


Mom and son
Celebrating the Fourth of July

Our nation was founded on the ideals that every free man should have the right to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. Recent events have shown us that although slavery has been unlawful since 1865, freedom is not experienced in equal measure by all American citizens. Black and brown people remain bound by the systems of power even though the law abolished slavery.

We are confronting very serious questions and critical decisions need to be made. However, in the meantime, we celebrate.
Family celebrating Independence Day

Black People Celebrate Independence Day Too


We celebrate because we know that our forefathers confronted more serious challenges and yet they survived.

We celebrate because we appreciate that our grandparents were smart and worked hard yet they were denied their due and still they sang. 

We celebrate because we understand that our parents sacrificed so that we could have more opportunities and raise our children to dream big.

We celebrate because we are still here, fighting the fight, telling our story, and because of above all else, we are still breathing!

So, this holiday weekend, I stayed with my dad, had breakfast, lunch and dinner, swam at the pool with my family, tried to catch fireflies, laughed, shared stories, and had a great time. And, I was incredibly grateful that I was free to do it. 

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