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 to dump on (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…)