I ain’t gon’ lie; I have been “triggered,” as the kids say. Let’s do a Timeline: I’m telling y’all I was rallying my family to secure their passports and to start researching higher ground. What?! Then I remembered two things: 1) My Ancestors whose sweat and resolve built this country. As my Caribbean folks say,…
. …can’t I text/type? With visions of Mrs. Knopf, my typing teacher, I hide in shame over the way I kill my texts. Example: Vicki Basley Goldston“Liz, this story is so wonderful!!!! I must use it for “sline.” You can do something else, if you want to, vut this morning, I’m shining from this post!!”…
So, I have a new quip during this season of my life. Mention anything to me, and I got a song for you. It’s like I just can’t help it. Mention being happy, I regurgitate You Bring Me Joy, by Anita Baker. I know my friends are like, really? Please, shut up. But I can’t…