๐’ฏ๐‘œ๐“Š๐‘”๐’ฝ ๐’ฏ๐’พ๐“‚๐‘’๐“ˆ ๐’Ÿ๐‘œ๐“ƒ’๐“‰ ๐ฟ๐’ถ๐“ˆ๐“‰ ๐น๐‘œ๐“‡๐‘’๐“‹๐‘’๐“‡ by: Robin Myrick

โ€œTrust in the Lord with all your heart; and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge himโ€ - Proverbs 3:5-6 Two years ago, today, March 29, 2017, I received the worst phone call of my life. The call letting me know that my mom unexpectedly passed away. The one who brought... Continue Reading →

๐’ด๐‘œ๐“Š ๐’œ๐“‡๐‘’ ๐’ฎ๐“‰๐’พ๐“๐“ ๐’ด๐‘œ๐“Š by: Simone Moragne

My name is Simone. Some call me Mone, Moni, Simi, sis, bestie, the list goes on but my favorite name of them all is Mommy. It was October 2014 that I found out I was preggo. That was the scariest day of my life. I picked up the test, saw the 2 very bold lines... Continue Reading →

๐’Ÿ๐‘œ๐“ƒ’๐“‰ ๐ฟ๐‘’๐“‰ ๐’ด๐‘œ๐“Š๐“‡ ๐’ซ๐’ถ๐“ˆ๐“‰ ๐’ซ๐“‡๐‘’๐’น๐’พ๐’ธ๐“‰ ๐’ด๐‘œ๐“Š๐“‡ ๐น๐“Š๐“‰๐“Š๐“‡๐‘’ by: Ashley Crews

Hello All, My Name is Ashley Crews and Iโ€™m originally from New York City. I was born in Manhattan but moved back and forth between Harlem and the Bronx until I turned 11 years old; when my family and I finally settled in East Harlem. So, I tend to tell people that I was raised... Continue Reading →

๐’ฏ๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐ต๐“Š๐“‰๐“‰๐’ถ-๐น๐“๐“Ž ๐ผ๐“ˆ ๐ผ! by Wendi Cherry

Iโ€™m changing, stretching, growing, expanding, developingโ€ฆand this โ€œishโ€ ainโ€™t easy. Maturing is not a game.  Once I turned the Big 4-0 (8-years ago), I decided that things needed to change.  I couldnโ€™t keep doing the same things the same way expecting a different result - isnโ€™t that called โ€œinsanityโ€?  Well, the way my one last nerve is set... Continue Reading →

๐ธ๐“‹๐‘’๐“‡๐“Ž๐“‰๐’ฝ๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘” ๐ผ๐“ˆ ๐น๐‘œ๐’ธ๐“Š๐“ˆ๐‘’๐’น ๐’ช๐“ƒ ๐น๐’ถ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“‡๐“๐‘’๐“ˆ๐“ˆ ๐’ฎ๐‘œ๐“ƒ๐“ˆ ๐’œ๐“ˆ ๐’ช๐“…๐“…๐‘œ๐“ˆ๐‘’๐’น ๐’ฏ๐‘œ ๐น๐’ถ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“‡๐“๐‘’๐“ˆ๐“ˆ ๐’Ÿ๐’ถ๐“Š๐‘”๐’ฝ๐“‰๐‘’๐“‡๐“ˆ -by Lawann Smith

Up until 2016, I never knew why I couldnโ€™t remember most of my childhood. My sister would always want to reminisce on things we had done, but I could never bond with her because I wouldnโ€™t be able to recall the time she was speaking on. Then, I learned about trauma from my therapist. Trauma:... Continue Reading →

๐ผ ๐’ข๐’ถ๐“‹๐‘’ ๐‘€๐“Ž๐“ˆ๐‘’๐“๐’ป ๐’ซ๐‘’๐“‡๐“‚๐’พ๐“ˆ๐“ˆ๐’พ๐‘œ๐“ƒ ๐’ฏ๐‘œ ๐‘…๐’พ๐“ˆ๐‘’ by: Alvania Boone

In the logistics of HerStoryย  month, Carmel said โ€œI chose you because, at some point in this lifetime, you've caused me to feel inspired, motivated, and a sense of admiration for the work that you do.โ€ Itโ€™s an honor to be featured for HerStory month on this very platform for many reasons. But the most... Continue Reading →

๐’Ÿ๐‘’๐“๐’ถ๐“Ž๐‘’๐’น ๐’พ๐“ˆ ๐’ฉ๐‘’๐“‹๐‘’๐“‡ ๐’Ÿ๐‘’๐“ƒ๐’พ๐‘’๐’น by: Aeisha Hayward

It might sound clichรฉ but I am the strong black woman, raised by strong black women. I grew up in a household with two generations of black queens. One was my mother, who was a public servant in her own right and an extremely hard worker. The other was my great grandmother, who taught me... Continue Reading →

๐’ž๐“Š๐“‰๐“‰๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘” ๐ผ๐’น๐‘’๐“ƒ๐“‰๐’พ๐’ฏ๐ผ๐ธ๐’ฎ by: Hannah Forbes

One of the largest challenges I faced on a consistent basis in life surrounded identity, purpose, and rest.ย  As the youngest (I mean 14 years younger than my eldest sibling kinda young), I had everything mapped out for me. In one regard, this made life easy. I had two older siblings as a point of... Continue Reading →

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