I Learn a Little More Each Day



The end of February is just a few days away and all month my mind has been dominated by thoughts of the lessons I have learned about loving and being loved. I can credit this to many things, including my mom’s birthday, all the incredibly cheesy Valentine’s Day cards, stuffed animals and balloons that I saw this month, a very special anniversary and an even more special celebration. So in honor of the aforementioned, I am sharing a more intimate version of my lessons in love. Enjoy!

  • I am not always right.
  • Even when I am, I don’t have to make it known ;-).
  • It’s not that helpful to continuously point out the flaws and shortcomings of the person you love. Unfortunately, the world will do that for you.
  • Our home should remain a place of peace, love and comfort … there will never be another place like it.
  • “Please” and “Thank You” go a long way.
  • As long as we are on the same page, no one else has to approve or agree.
  • There is always time to celebrate.
  • Creating time for love – cultivating love, making love, nurturing love – is essential.
  • Forgiveness is the 2nd best medicine … laughter is indeed the first.
  • Remember why you started, how far you’ve come and where you’d like to go.

I met the love of my life during the month of February exactly 8 years ago. When people say love is a roller coaster, I don’t think those of us on the other side truly understand what this means. We have experienced more than either of us ever imagined – the wonderful, the not so good and the very ugly. Since the creation of my blog I have never, ever talked about my marriage – I do this because I feel that so much of our lives are unprotected, exploited and undermined so I try my best to hold sacred and private those things that truly matter – however, on today I just want to say that being in love and loving someone like him is one of the greatest gifts of my life. Each day I learn so much more about forgiveness, kindness and the true gifts of life. If you are reading this post and have learned some valuable lessons in love, please take a moment to share below. Please and thank you ;-).



When is Grace Enough?


Teaching at Arrendale State Prison has been one of the most rewarding opportunities of my life. Although I never sat with Kelly one on one, I often saw her on my way out peering through the small window that separated her from us and heard flattering stories from other students who served as her teacher during one period or another. I join the numbers of those praying for her and her family during this time. Thanks for the dedication Alisha!

Rev. Alisha L. Gordon

For a long time, I was a proponent of the death penalty. Growing up in a world where an eye for an eye and a tooth of a tooth was the extent of my moral and theological understanding, offering grace to those who I deemed were undeserving clouded my ability to fully see how grace could really apply to them.

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My lovely friend who I affectionately call my little sister leaves for Peace Corps in just a few days. Here is the text from her very first newsletter: 

How it all started …

While attending Emory University, I met many individuals who are Returned Peace Corps Volunteers. I looked up the organization, reviewed the application and moved on no longer thinking about ever applying! One day at my West African dance class I met my classmate, Sabrina. I asked her why she decided to take the dance class and she said it reminded her of when she lived in West Africa. Sabrina is a Returned Peace Corps Volunteer and my “cousin.” I gave her the title “cousin.” My friend DeeDe moved to Atlanta, GA, and joined a cultural Meetup group. The organizer of the group, Leslie, is a recruiter for Peace Corps. My Atlanta Grandpa (my classmate Kristie’s father) is also a Returned Peace Corps Volunteer! I applied November 2013; interviewed Feb. 2014; invited October 2014 & Jan 2014, I received the official acceptance letter!

The beginning …

On February 1, 2015, I will arrive in Philadelphia, PA.  (There are currently blizzard warnings)! Yikes! On this day I will meet the others in my cohort who will also take the journey to Ghana. On Feb. 2, we will drive to JFK and fly on a direct flight (10 hours) from New York City to Ghana, West Africa.  I have packed 2 suitcases to the max (50lbs), one carry-on and my personal item will be a book bag that I will negotiate as being my purse. (I hope that works)! I’ve packed my favorite spices and a 2lb bag of grits. Oh, how I wanted that 5lb bag to go with me! I’ve reduced my clothes down to about 5 skirts, 3 dresses, 2 pair of pants and 8 shirts. Whenever I weighed my suitcase and something had to go, I would take out clothes! I also have my electronics with a solar charger for my phone. I’m not sure of my living conditions yet, volunteers can be placed in areas with no electricity or water to housing with water and electricity when there isn’t a power cut happening! Yes, electricity is not guaranteed even if you have access to it! However, I’m excited and will adapt to whatever circumstance I will encounter.

Love Prevails  


 LovePrevails2Tomorrow is the first day of February and I find myself asking “where has the time gone already?” Just 4 days after the New Year classes resumed :-/. While I am pleased that this means I will be done by the end of April, it still felt a little premature with me not accomplishing nearly as much during the break as I desired or imagined. Before I knew it, I was back in school, back at work and back to teaching a couple of classes during the week and on the weekends. And likewise, before I knew it the year had just started and I was exhausted already.

What did I do? I decided to treat myself to a spa visit. I decided to slow down a bit. I decided to prioritize my schedule and let a few more things go. I regrouped. So I start the month of February feeling a bit more refreshed. My healthier eating habits attempts have already fallen to the side, but I am getting back on track. Exercising has been good and probably the best that it will be with this semester’s schedule. And love … yes, love has been incredibly wonderful.

If you’ve read my posts for some time, you may have noticed that there are a few things that I never blog about in any explicit terms: work, my family or my intimate relationships. I have maintained this position both here and in other forms of social media not only to protect my own privacy, but the privacy of those that I could potentially write about. Therefore, this post is no different 🙂 – while I will share a few thoughts on love in 2015 they will be in no explicit terms.

Back to the post … so love. Yes, love. I believe that I have always known how important love is; love from family, friends and significant others. And I have also learned that all of these forms are love are needed (at least by me) as I recall various periods throughout my life when I have felt void in one or more areas and the longing that often accompanied these periods. Nearly 8 years ago I became acquainted with love in a way that I’d never known. 3 years ago it was love entangled with anticipation, hope and faith that nearly tore our life apart. 2 years ago I questioned love desperately and began to rethink just what it all meant. And 8 months ago I was reminded of just how wonderful and multifaceted love can be.

Today I celebrate love: the beauty of love; the wholeness of love; the healing power of love; the restoration of love; the comfort of love; the joy of love; the ecstasy of love; the passion of love. Today I am so very thankful to love and be loved by so many others. One month in to the New Year in the midst of so many happenings in the world and my life, love prevails. I love love and am so grateful that love seems to love me just as much.

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