Sweet hints of hazelnut to remember The last time I broke it open 3.... 2... 1
I understand mental health is a big issue in today's society, but what happens when the mental health of the provider is at stake here. What should we do?
I know I'm not that old; I'm only 51. I'll be 52 in July, but still I can't help but start thinking about what my legacy will be. How will I be remembered when I'm gone?
At the time of this blog being published, I will be in route to Mexico in preparation for my weight loss surgery! ...It was finally time to put my health first and put my full faith in God!
What do you do when the life you want so desperately to forget collides with the life you've created? You feel.
Many may be able to relate that diagnosis day is rarely filled with happy memories. As time goes on, we cope and come to terms with our diagnosis and live out our bad ass lives, but there's still always that reminder.
Becoming a nurse taught me how to live with HIV.
Today I got the call that I have been not wanting to receive. I have known that my father has Alzheimer's, Dementia, and Parkinson's since May of 2020. It's been hard to make decisions for the person who I have felt caused me so much hurt.
We all have baggage, we are carrying emotions we weren't meant to carry, and have allowed them to shape our identity!
Being a Black woman and wearing the badge of honor of being strong is exhausting to say the least.
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