gratitude, grace & growth.
If everything around seems dark, look again,
Rumi
you may be the light.
Why Do We Give Men Grace and Give Women Grief?
There’s a pattern I’ve noticed, one we don’t talk about enough – We hold our girlfriends to higher standards then we hold our boyfriends. we demand emotional intelligence from our sisters and make excuses for the emotions immaturity of men. A homegirl forgets to call back and she’s “inconsistent”. she sets a boundary and now…
The Whisper of God in Ordinary Life
It didn’t happen in church. It didn’t come through a sermon. It was not the big life changing prayer or the dramatic breakthrough moment. Although I equally find God in these big moments, but most times I find him in the smaller things. I find him in the way the sunlight hits the mirror as…
Lessons from Love: Embracing Self-Discovery and Growth
There was a time when I thought love was about holding on and holding down. Clutching tightly, even when my fingers were sore. Even when the rope burned and it unraveled me. He was not all bad. In fact he was – he is a good man. He made me laugh. He knew how I…
The Myth of Strength: A Single Mom’s Reality
This week has been so long. A week full of trials and tribulations. You ever have someone look at you with admiration and say “Wow, you’re so strong! How do you do it?” And in your head, you’re thinking, I don’t know, Karen, I’m literally hanging on by a thread and some caffeine, but thanks…
Super Mom vs. Super Daddy (of Social Media)
Ah, the dual life of a single mother – by day, a full time employee, bill payer, grocery shopper, chef, chauffeur, teacher, therapist and bedtime storyteller. By night? Well, still all those things, just with a little extra exhaustion and a cold cup of coffee I forgot to drink seven hours ago. Meanwhile, somewhere out…
The Duality of Human Functionality: Thriving and Drowning simultaneously
There’s a strange kind of strength that comes with always being on the edge of collapse. It’s the duality of human functionality – the ability to perform, to meet expectations, to be everything for everyone, knowing that you could fall apart at any moment. For many, especially single mothers like myself, who work full time…
Navigating Identity and Gender Expectations: A Personal Rant
It has been a hot minute since I’ve ranted and this will be one of them. so here are random things that have been present in my mind in the last few weeks:
Loving from Wounds: A Journey of Self-Recognition
I wish I could say I loved you well, that I stood tall, steady and whole. But the truth is, I loved you from wounds. Wounds that you instilled. I loved you from fears that whispered louder than trust. I lashed out when I should have listened, held on when I should have let go.…
Self-Love: Beyond Gentle Whispers and Painful Truths
They say self-love is soft, kind, a gentle whisper, a peaceful mind. But no one speaks of how it burns, how love for self means love that turns – Turns from hands we once held tightly, turns from voices that once felt warm at night, turns from the easy lies- the ones that beg me…
Across the Table
After so many years, My father and I met. We sat, not as father and child but as strangers with history. There were no flood of tears, just open wounds and silence thick as the afternoon. I spoke about my experience in his house, with his wife, with him. He heard the words that were…
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