Tag: Coffee Confessions
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The Honesty of Almost
My daughter is 17 today. She got her drivers license (the real one with the REAL ID), her first sew in hair style (she had a whole issue cuz she swore the curls were old lady curls— GEN Z), and is currently driving us to Memphis. Meanwhile. My husband is nearly shitting bricks because she…
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It doesn’t hurt but I am hurting: The Start of My CHASING After God
On August 19, 2016, I wrote this on Facebook: It doesn’t hurt but I am hurting. Disclosure: Sometimes the mask slips, and the feelings I contain to preserve peace come into view, riding waves of tears and sadness and shame. The older I get the harder it becomes to affix the mask. The contours of…
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Being myself in the Lord
My Memories preaching to me TUH DAY. 😭👌🏾 August 6, 2017 TestimonyforToday: have you ever seen someone else and wished for some aspect of their personality? I have. My husband always points out all the women of God who are what he calls “sweetly saved”. And they ARE sincerely sweet. Give you the warm and…
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Depression, Confession, and the Miracle of Mental Health Care
confession: I have suffered from depressive episodes all my life. I didn’t know that’s what it was because black people generally don’t talk about that kind of stuff. It got REALLY bad when I was pregnant. Both times I had post partum depression–with the first one? It was full blown, full out episodes that my…
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