My entry into the world was inauspicious at best. Born in an impoverished neighborhood in our nation’s capital, I was conceived – so my mother would tell me – to keep my parents’ marriage together. Then she proceeded to tell me how the doctor who delivered me committed suicide and my father left us just a few weeks later.
That’s a lot (more…)
Most nights I don’t sleep very well. Some nights will be pretty good, and I’ll manage to get up to seven hours of sleep. But most aren’t like that, and many nights I end up getting only two or four. Sometimes it’s none.
Now, before I solicit tons of advice – some medical, some emotional, some spiritual – let me just set (more…)
All my life I’ve had black hair. I have the photographic evidence dating as far back as the day I was born. It’s part of my trademark. Something about a woman identifies intrinsically with her hair. So most women are very particular about who does their hair or how their hair is done.
I trust Michelle with my hair. She knows my (more…)