Nia’s cab stops at a dead end, where a sidewalk to the left leads to the castle. After getting her bags from the trunk and seat, Nia thanks the driver, who tips his hat and drives off. Nia starts walking towards the castle underneath a canopy of palm trees and twittering birds. Nia takes no ...

Have you ever wondered how you got to this point in your life? What events or decisions brought me here? I sure have, more times than I care to admit. No matter how hard I tried, nothing seemed to change. Learning to change the thought process is the first significant step. We all want to ...

Last weekend two sets of my friends who have been together for nearly a decade became husband and wife. I’ve been honored to watch their engagement journey, so I was excited to celebrate their love with them. I returned from this wonderful weekend of love to reach a milestone of my own. My best friend ...

I have always read books. The only time I remembered not enjoying reading was when I first learned how to read. I would memorize books that I had to read in the first grade so my teacher wouldn’t realize I was behind. The next thing I knew I was reading the abridged versions of classics ...

Life     Celebrating life          Life’s celebrations Acknowledge growth           Newness                  Awareness It connects     Old with new As we journey through    Building foundations         And stepping stones             ...

Friendship blooms in the rarest places created from the most unusual cases becoming familiar faces   Life’s journey connects us with no push or fuss staying interconnected is a must as we travel our expeditions   Unique we are outstanding and grand amazing we will be no matter our plan

I always thought that writers had a desk they needed to sit at in order for the ideas to start coming out. I thought they had a very specific routine where they had to have their favorite beverage just the right temperature and it couldn’t be anything less than perfect. This is why I didn’t ...

I am sitting still and you walked by, eyes glazed over head held high   My eyes caught yours but yours, never mine as you strolled on by marking your own time   How would it feel? to get a chance to see the world through the eyes of another being?   Would I see ...

Who is this woman staring back at me?   Lost and alone,        yet connected to a being   Battered and bruised        from a chance she once took   To love a stranger        from a friend she mistook   She is strong but broken –   Misplaced ...

Two years ago I kept seeing this post on Facebook with a list of things that people should stop telling people with chronic illness to do because it’ll make them better. The list included things like Yoga, exercise, eating better, more sleep, etc. It was basically a list of common things people suggest when a ...