​When the COVID Virus began to plague the world, I knew that the experiences of the black population would be profoundly different, especially for black women.  We were informed about symptoms, statistical data, job loss, educational impact, and social distancing; but the grief of COVID wasn’t something the was emphasized enough. The reports that I watched had an underlying urgency, the masses wanting to know when life would return to normal.

​Statistics show that approximately 80% of people who make New Year's resolutions have fallen off by the 2nd week of February...and that’s only for those who even make it that far.

​We often invest so much time and effort to giving and sharing love with family and in our friendships that we forget to love ourselves in our love language.
 
I have read 5 Love Languages by Gary Chapman several times in an attempt to save a relationship that ran its course. So, I decided to read it again this time to love me

​For the past year, I’ve been on a journey of rediscovering my femininity. I decided to coach myself into a higher level of my feminine expression. I started researching online, looking into femininity forums and channels on YouTube, more specifically Black femininity (I was curious to know how it’s different from ‘regular’ femininity itself), until I reached a point of being overwhelmed, and gave up. 

​During a shift at work in 2009, I had a task of restocking the accessory department with handbags, hats, shades, and other items from the stockroom. I was six months pregnant, but I was determined to continue to produce quality work. I grabbed my dolly, scanning machine and proceeded to climb the 20-step rolling ladder to begin throwing boxes to the floor.