Combat Boots And Red Bottoms

Combat Boots And Red Bottoms

There was a knot in my stomach but no tears yet to cry. There was no platoon standing behind me or a cannon to signal the end of my journey in combat boots. It was just a cubical space filled with memories of someone else’s’ life. It wasn’t even an office space....
Write or Die!

Write or Die!

While serving in Iraq, I worked on my book every day from sunup to sundown, researching self-publishing, and communicating with publishers in the United States. The information was overwhelming but I became obsessed with the process. After my deployment ended, an...
Five steps to a Facebook cleanse

Five steps to a Facebook cleanse

Five steps to a Facebook cleanse! In a world consumed with how many likes one receives, we don’t stand a chance. Do you check your Facebook to add up the amount of fingers that have decided to like or love your picture? With each rising number, does your smile widen?...
What My Ancestors Wanted Me To Know

What My Ancestors Wanted Me To Know

Lately, I have been thinking about history’s past and the injustice that was done to my ancestors. It is so easy to get caught up in our own discomfort of change, to-do-list, and life’s irksome obligations. I stopped in the midst of my temporary exhaustion and...
Burn baby burn

Burn baby burn

I once heard that a good friend is better than a pocket full of money, maybe it depends on how much money. The bond between sisterhood goes beyond a group of girls dressed up in high heels wearing red lipsticks. It is a bond of truth, honesty, respect, and hopefully...
Have you tried sleeping with a broken heart?

Have you tried sleeping with a broken heart?

A fragile heart knows when love no longer lives next door. It feels the pain of the lonely, and the forgotten souls. The naked heart is dressed up to camouflage the hurt that others have caused so that no one will ever know. You have mastered how to smile while your...