The realest sh*t I’ve ever known is being a mother. I know everyone talks about there not being a manual, but if I were to write a manual for mothers, this is how it would go: Mothering
Daddy showing his girls how ladies should be treated Four years ago, around Valentine’s Day, I started thinking about how I have always made Valentine’s Day about Marcus and I. Well, mostly just about me.
When I told everyone I was going to deep-fry my first turkey, the looks they gave me were filled will sheer terror. I immediately heard many Thanksgiving horror stories of houses going down in flames,
A letter to my dad in heaven Dear Dad, When you were first diagnosed with bone cancer I was eighteen. I was the typical teenage girl, busy worrying about myself, running the streets and chasing