Ya Dig?

My father doesn’t believe in Halloween. It’s not because the pagan holiday goes against his religious beliefs. He’s an atheist. He’s also an old-school West Indian man, Haitian to be precise. Dressing up, going to door-to-door to beg for candy was one of the many “American” things he frowned upon. If teachers sent him notices … More Ya Dig?

Fool Me Once

I’m a Taurus. I’m stubborn. Once my mind is made up, good luck getting me to change it, unless of course you’re a sales rep, in which case you can talk me into almost anything. For the past couple of days, the WiFi in my Brooklyn apartment has been on the fritz. Each time I … More Fool Me Once

High School: The Mouse Race To Prepare You For The Rat Race*

A former high school classmate/current Facebook friend ran into one of our old teachers in an elevator and posted a Facebook picture that I assume was taken with a cell phone. The post garnered many likes and comments not only about Mr. Barnor, who taught Civics and Economics, but also comments about other teachers who … More High School: The Mouse Race To Prepare You For The Rat Race*

When A Girl Feels That She’s Perfectly Groomed And Dressed She Can Forget That Part Of Her*

The past few days I’ve been scrambling to find clothes to wear. I didn’t gain or lose any significant amount of weight. It’s not laundry time. I wasn’t robbed. I didn’t lose my wardrobe in a house fire. My iron stopped working. To some people, this might not be a big deal, but for me, … More When A Girl Feels That She’s Perfectly Groomed And Dressed She Can Forget That Part Of Her*

We Came As Strangers, Became Friends and Left As Family*

Titles don’t mean anything–except when dating. In which case, I patiently wait for the title “girlfriend” to be bestowed on me, which rarely happens. When it comes to familial relationships, I focus more on the emotional connection rather than the technical title. I come from a large extended family. It’s impossible to know, let alone … More We Came As Strangers, Became Friends and Left As Family*

Love Is The One Thing Everyone Wants; It’s The One Thing Not Everyone Has*

Yesterday was the birthday of my first love. Well, my only love really. We were together for three years; apart now for almost ten. Nothing has come close to duplicating our relationship. I don’t lament it, just reminiscing. As most first loves, it ran its course, I suppose. My other love brought us together. We … More Love Is The One Thing Everyone Wants; It’s The One Thing Not Everyone Has*