There is an old saying that people repeat as if it were simple wisdom, something meant to keep us humble and grateful: you can’t look a gift horse in the mouth. It teaches you not to question what you’ve been given, not to inspect it too closely, not to ask whether the gift was really… Continue reading You Can’t Look a Gift Horse in the Mouth
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They Teach Us That Blood Is Thicker Than Water (But They Never Finish The Sentence)
They teach us that blood is thicker than water. They say it like a rule. Like a warning. Like a leash. But they never tell you the full saying: “The blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb.” Meaning the bonds you choose can be stronger than the ones you inherit.… Continue reading They Teach Us That Blood Is Thicker Than Water (But They Never Finish The Sentence)
Finally Realizing: I Have Nothing to Prove to Anyone
“I am enough simply by being me.” It hits differently when you truly realize it: you don’t owe anyone validation. You don’t need to explain yourself. You don’t need to fit into the boxes, expectations, or judgments that others try to place on you. I’m living for me and me only. Not for applause. Not… Continue reading Finally Realizing: I Have Nothing to Prove to Anyone
Something That Baffles Me
Something that will always baffle me is this:People who have mothers. Not just in name, but present in every sense of the word. A mother who poured wisdom into them. A mother who showed up. A mother who held their hand, wiped their tears, and gave them the kind of guidance I used to dream… Continue reading Something That Baffles Me
My First Heartbreak: The Family That Should Have Been
People talk about heartbreak like it’s something that happens in your teenage years, wrapped in first loves and high school dances. But mine came long before that. My first heartbreak wasn’t about a boy—it was about family. I grew up wanting what seemed so simple: siblings who felt like built-in best friends. I used to… Continue reading My First Heartbreak: The Family That Should Have Been
When Silence Is Taught: How Emotional Censorship Hurts Us in Black and Caribbean Families
In many Black and Caribbean households, children aren’t raised to speak, they’re raised to obey. You’re told what to feel. How to act. Who to be. You’re “too sensitive,” “talking back,” or “disrespectful” anytime you try to explain how something made you feel. And that’s the problem. A lot of us weren’t just silenced, we… Continue reading When Silence Is Taught: How Emotional Censorship Hurts Us in Black and Caribbean Families
I Wish
I wish I listened to what others really had to say.Not in the way I used to, scanning every word for clues on how to be accepted, how to be liked, how to finally feel enough.But in the way that would have set me free.In the way that asked: Do these people even care about… Continue reading I Wish
I Will Forever Wonder
I will forever wonderWhat it would feel like to be part of a familyThat loves each other without hesitation,Without condition, without cold silencesMasquerading as peace. A family where love isn’t earned by shrinking,By softening your voice, by folding into the cornersAnd hoping someone notices. A family where you don’t have to begFor time, for tenderness,… Continue reading I Will Forever Wonder
Breaking The Traditional Views of Life
You know the one—the mom, dad, siblings, a dog, and the house with the white picket fence. Why do we all strive for the same thing, just for it to fall apart? In my case, I lost my mom. Others lose their dad. Some are raised in completely different family structures. Some have no structure… Continue reading Breaking The Traditional Views of Life
The Dead Mom Club
Realizing I’m part of a club I never wanted to be a member of There are certain clubs in life you never imagine yourself joining. You hear about them, you maybe even know someone who’s a member, but you always think, Not me. Not yet. The Dead Mom Club is one of those. There’s no… Continue reading The Dead Mom Club