DAD

There we were, two young, inexperienced, attorneys. We knew something was wrong. We talked at length about what to do. She gave her suggestions. I gave mine. Should we confront our supervisors? Should we let it play out and hope things would change? As we mulled over the possibilities, I suggested calling my dad. She was understandably perplexed. I,… Continue reading DAD

THE DANGERS OF FACEBOOK DISCIPLINE

“Mommy, Daddy is the best.” Max said. “Why do you think Daddy is the best?” I asked. He responded, “Because, if he had a different son, I would be so sad.” I love the relationship Kwabs and Max have. Recently, Max asked what BFF means and when I told him, he said, “oh, Daddy is… Continue reading THE DANGERS OF FACEBOOK DISCIPLINE

A MOTHER’S DAY DREAM

“Precious Lord, Take my hand/ Lead me on let me stand!” Those were the lyrics twelve-year-old Pearl sang during her first church solo. It was broadcast on the radio, and at the conclusion she received thunderous applause amidst loud exclamations of encouragement. Her heart swelled. Instantly, she knew- she was destined to sing. My mom… Continue reading A MOTHER’S DAY DREAM

WHY I’M SCARED FOR MY BLACK BOYS

It was a sunny day at the park when suddenly HE appeared. HE was tall, “very” dark, and dressed in black from head to toe.  With a foreign accent, HE beckoned to two small children, and asked for high-fives. The children went. HE, a stranger, then reached down and picked up one of the children… Continue reading WHY I’M SCARED FOR MY BLACK BOYS

I WAS THE PERFECT PARENT

The “best” parents are those who don’t have children. I know, because I was the “perfect” parent… until I had children of my own. Prior to becoming a mom, I quickly rattled off what I would and wouldn’t do if someone else’s child were mine. I was arrogant and naive. I’d see families on the… Continue reading I WAS THE PERFECT PARENT