Mother’s Day 2020 without Mom

Bzzzz Bzzzz My cell phone continues to vibrate as I sit on the side of my bed staring forward. I wasn’t looking at anything in particular. My natural eyes saw the wall, but my spiritual, inner eyes saw my mom. Licking my lips, I taste the salt of my silent tears. It’s been 4 years…

Remembering mom and the legacy she left…

Memories of mom as I bond with my daughters My mom was a writer…a poet…authentic, deep and profound. She wrote poems, songs and raps. Yes, raps 😃. I’m reading her art that she left to me as an inheritance. Sharing them with my daughters Devin, and my eldest daughter, Tyler; because, like me, these same…