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Sunshine
Hello again, it has been a busy week and I didn't make time for myself to blog. Here I am with a quick post to get the juices flowing. Happy Thursday!
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A sigh of relief
I think the world heard Minneapolis sigh a breath of relief yesterday. The world felt our tears of joy as justice prevailed. Don't confuse this as true justice, rather a moment in time of much needed and LONG overdue accountability. This is a step in the right direction but this is a large mountain we are about to climb. We need to continue to fight and work for reform, individual justices of accountability, and breaking down hundreds of years of systemic racism. Let's celebrate today but tomorrow we need to hit the ground running and continue to work for the change our children deserve.
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One Week
A week ago I was working from home, just as I do every other week. I had lunch with my boys and right after began to not feel well. It was the same pain under my ribs that I have been feeling for months, but usually in the middle of the night. The pain had presented itself a few days earlier but it subsided after 10-15 minutes. This time it wasn't subsiding, rather it was growing worse. I stood up and told my husband that something was wrong and I needed to go to Urgent Care. He suggested the hospital since it was probably my gallbladder (he had been saying that for a while but my symptoms had been so different from his, not to mention I thought the pain in the middle of the night was due to taking CBD gummies). The pain was growing so bad that it drew tears, and it takes a lot of pain to draw tears for me. He took me to the ER and waited outside with our boys since patients aren't able to have visitors in the waiting room. Once he knew I would be taken back he took our boys home. I waited for what felt like hours and the pain would not subside. The ER doctor ordered blood tests, an ultrasound, and to put in an IV. After the three of those things had been completed I was returned to my room and waited. The ER doctor returned, they were going to take my gallbladder, either in the morning or I would have to come back, either way it needed to be removed sooner than later, no debate. Well, I was already there so I agreed to spend the night. The hospital was full so I would have to wait for a room. Thankfully, my husband was able to come sit with me for a little bit, brought me my book and phone charger. At 8:30pm I was finally provided a room in the hospital. The resident surgeon met with me several times and made me feel at ease. I had surgery the next morning. It has been a week, recovery has been hard, perhaps because it was my first surgery ever. Lesson learned, surgery is no joke.
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In the jurors hands now...
The last three weeks built up to todays closing arguments. Now we sit back and hope that the jury sees the common sense that was provided to them and make the common sense decision. Not only the weight of a community now lies on their shoulders, the weight of the world too.
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All eyes on Minneapolis
This is the week we have been waiting for, I feel like if I haven't been holding my breath already, I will be now. This morning as my friend was driving into work, he passed under a homemade sign on a bedsheet hanging on the pedestrian bridge crossing I94 from Loring Park to the Sculpture Garden, "Loot, Burn, Murda" with the last word painted in black with red "dripping" from the word. As if this week wouldn't be stressful enough, a sign like that really makes one pause and evaluate the severity of the possible outcomes of the trial. As a parent, I worry about my family. As an ally, I worry about my neighbors. The family, the community, the state, and the nation needs this outcome to be in the favor of the State.
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Boy Mom
Here we go, the first official post about being a Boy Mom! I am very grateful to have two little boys. They are 12 months and 12 days apart in age, so they are not only close brothers, they are best friends. A friendship and bond that I pray will last a lifetime. The one thing I love the most about my boys is how loving they are. They can be mad at you one moment but then give you and biggest hug and "I love you" ever. It melts your heart. I am entering the 4th year of Motherhood and it has been an amazing adventure so far. Keep posted as I navigate this new adventure.
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New Here
I have been thinking about starting a blog for a while, so here I am! I am not sure how this will look and feel but there is only one way to find out. Feel free to join me on my journey.
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