A quick recap to catch those of you up who do not know my story. I diagnosed positive for HIV in 1996. I was 21 and began dating the man who became my husband when I was 19. That is not why I was on...
Hello guys. I know it's been a while, but I been in complete meditation on blogging.
I am NOT trying to offend anyone as you all know I got bigger fish to fry!
There are days when I really wonder why it is so hard to educate people about HIV.
Children are clay in the trusted hands of a human creator, loaned to us for a small moment in this space we consume. (Let’s understand first, I will not be striving for political correctness.)
What NOT to say: "Why are you in bed most of the time?" Or "Why are you sick most of the time?" "Push Yourself." "It happens and it is normal." "You are so lazy." (The last two are "common" statements amongst women.)
Dear friends, sisters in the struggle to be recognized for ourselves, helping one another, in this life experience that I’ve gotten to live, as a positive woman and also a Trans and Latina woman.
One day in 2013, I wrote these words in a journal, "Don't you wish a rapper would offer up a hip-hop version or critique of the latest Supreme Court antics surrounding the Voting Rights Act?" After...
My HIV advocacy journey has been twenty plus years in the making, and one I never thought I'd see. I contracted HIV 34 years ago and was very ill for many years. Death loomed over me for several years...
My grandson ran in his first Spartan race on Sunday, and as my eyes followed him, I thought how amazing this was that this could be a metaphor for all the challenges that so many of us have before we realize that we are all so unique