City of Brotherly Love

Yesterday I spent five hours at the hair salon. It’s like an unwritten rule in my culture that you just need to get comfortable at the hair salon or barber shop because you’re going to be there for a while.  I have always struggled to embrace this part of my culture because I just want…

Greatness is Hiding Under Your Bed

As a child, I used to journal. You remember the cute little pink or floral-patterned journal for girls with a lock and key?  I had one of those. I didn’t have any deep, dark secrets back then, but my thoughts were my own, and I wanted to keep it that way. I hid it in…