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My lovely people, in many cities all over the world we celebrate Pride in August. Pride is an important moment for the LGBTQIA+ Community to express themselves. Thanks to an invitation from Sensoa Belgium, I was happily part of Antwerp...

What's the road map? I have a bunch of useless random facts in my head. Sometimes they live there to amuse me, sometimes they connect dots for me at odd times. Have you ever heard of an isochrone map? An...

Let me tell you how my HIV diagnosis led to me at New York Fashion Week. I attended my routine check-up as usual. I was triaged and after being placed in the exam room, my doctor asked to speak with...

I wanted to write my next blog piece about mental wellness. Then as I got the internal fortitude to actually start writing, I thought to myself that lately this topic is beginning to feel slightly overused. Wow... how ironic. I...

Justine Davenport is a Black African American woman who has been thriving with HIV since birth. Justine was born and raised in Jamaica, New York but currently resides in Atlanta, Georgia. She graduated from Bauder College with an Associate's Degree...

Recently, I had the extreme pleasure of attending the 2023 Motown Experience: Birth & Breastfeeding Conference hosted by the Black Mothers' Breastfeeding Association in Detroit, MI. This experience was one that I will never forget as it is my first...

Where to start? Well blogging world, it's been awhile - not since I've written a blog, but actually publishing said blog. If you could see my notes in my phone, I have over five blogs started and not finished. I've...

Hello my lovely people. Some of us are always counting their age, forgetting to do the things that make them happy. Remember, there is no such thing as putting your life on hold, because we are all ageing, every day...

They are trying to wipe us out, and we will fight till the end. I didn't want to write a harmful blog, but it's my duty. As the title says, the Republican Party is proposing an appropriation bill to cut...

As I lay here 14 days after my fall at our neighborhood dog park- where I fractured both of my fibulas (leg bone connected to ankle)- yes, I wish I had a better story. Sadly I was not doing a...