What’s the Plan

Categories: change, esteem, growing, my history, nappturality, Uncategorized

People…. I tell ya… When my hair was relaxed and straight (which was for about 24 years of my life), I would wash it once a week, style it in some way that might last for about that long (so mostly a wrap resulting in a bob) that I’d unravel in the morning and put … Read More

Archeological Dig

Categories: my history, why am i doing this again?

This weekend, my sweet baby gave up all three days of his beautiful, extended weekend to help me dig through 30 years of rubbish that was piled up in my room. We unearthed everything from song books for kids written in french to journals I wrote in high school; pictures of me getting a perm … Read More

Daddy’s Home!

Categories: family, fear, health, my history

My mom just gave me the call a few minutes ago telling me that they gave my Dad his discharge from the hospital. My mom sounded SO excited. Like… the way I sound when my baby comes home from somewhere far. It’s always been so vague to me about the love between them. Haitians can … Read More

The Best Laid Plans…

Categories: family, health, my history, traveling

My weekend / vacation was in two parts. The Houston leg and the NYC leg. Flew down to Houston on Friday night. It was pretty uneventful. Ended up hanging out MORE with cats from NYC that I could see on a daily basis than any of my H-town folk. Then, for some ungodly reason, couldn’t … Read More

Contraband

Categories: my history, random musings

I love a challenge. Anything that I’m told is too hard to figure out, chances are, I’ll gravitate towards it and excel at it. I was 8, my brother was 12 and we went to sleep to a relatively empty clean apt on Christmas eve that year. Woke up to my brother shaking me awake … Read More

At Odds

Categories: figuring it out, my history, random musings

I always read growing up that Libras are the champions of the underdog. Whatever the case is… who ever is most affected and least paid attention to, that’s who we’re rooting for. This also, in a lot of ways makes us the Devil’s Advocate in many popular situations. It seems like yesterday I was just … Read More

Distracting from the now…

Categories: my history, random musings

“I never look back, dahling… it distracts from the now” – Edna Mode, The Incredibles I was thinking about it today. I take so much time to write in the now. I never have time to jot down the stories of the past that I think are meritous of a story telling. I’m so busy … Read More