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Remember, you have to work twice as hard as them white kids, even though you just as smart. Aim high. Take no blessing for granted.”
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I was closer to menopause than marriage material.
Nate was another crusty old white guy, living out his colonial fantasies by shooting up some poor animals out in the wilderness for sport.
The company never did any diversity training and now it was showing.
This was about me being a colored asset they could prop up in front of people to keep the protesters off
her petite figure maintained through what I’m sure was a zealous avoidance of carbs and a steady diet of Pilates and Barre classes.
not every husband is truthful with his wife, but every wife knows the truth about her husband.
The so-called New South wasn’t very different from the “Old South”—me
“too Black” for one group of people here and “not Black enough” for the other.
heartache hits different when someone you love so deeply is physically present but mentally a hundred miles away.
how do you tell a man to stop loving who he loves?”
“I stayed in my marriage because I didn’t want my kids to become a casualty of divorce.
Every couple has some pact. Some tacit agreement neither of them discusses but both fully understand the terms.
“Maybe she made bad decisions because she had bad options.
Little Black boys—and Black girls, for that matter—have it hard enough in this world without being shuttled through the foster care system or shoved on relatives that abuse them.
A smile doesn’t show how you feel. Your eyes do.
If you want to learn a lot about a person, watch what they do with their eyes. Do they look straight into yours? Do they gaze off when you talk to them? Do they dart around, looking for trouble? Do they constantly fight back tears?”
I was so tired, too weary from juggling all the cardboard pieces of my life, fighting all the -isms of being Black and female in America.
