INSIDE THE COURAGE ZONE

I was recently talking with one of my closest friends (Wendy, this is for you – the hardest working sista I know!).  She and I may talk every 3-4 weeks or so, and when we do, we’re usually on the phone for no less than 2-3 hours catching up with each others’ lives.  We talk…

KEEP THE CROWN, I’M A WARRIOR: No Approval Needed

I used to wear a crown – it was shiny and golden and most times, it was only visible to my eyes. But then some man or another, who called himself a king, would obviously see my crown and call me a queen: “My queen, you are beautiful and I want to be with you.”…