Thank you God! It meant alot to me to spend time with my mom this weekend. I'm blessed to have family and friends that support me. Wendy & Rodney are truly heaven sent. A wonderful husband and a great best friend. It was relaxing to see my mom feeling a little better and to be able to have all of us in the house surrounding her with love. Lord continue keep her in your safe haven.

gellin it up me

ALL!!

fro and...

me

just chillin afro puff me

No matter what i did to it. i came to realize who i was. much more than just hair. I also realized that hair is just hair. and i embraced my curls. I wouldnt change them for the world. even when i press it, i cant wait to wash it out. LOL. Some peple may say that im not a true natural girl if i press or wear ponytail pieces, but i disagree. Im more real and natural than ive ever been. I;ve realized that im an artist at heart. And my life is my palette. what i say, wear, do is an expression of who i truly am. And i love it. I love what God has made!

i thinked i worked harder on my natural hair than when it was permed trying to "manage it" not just letting it be. from corn rolls, braids, dyes, roller setting it. LOL. what was i thinking.

it took a while. from my mom not talking to me for a week, church people saying you look like a african child, to my dad callin me his "little boy"(i didnt mind that.) to trying to find things to do with my new look. and dealing with ME, just plain ol Me, without my "beauty". so i thought

i had to laugh, since i didnt want people to know i didnt like it

cut it off!!!

i now looked like my brothers twin. LOL

well a year later summer of '99 when the blow drying, hair dying, curling ironing had gotten to my hair. I couldnt take it anymore and i just asked myself. "why do i have to go through all this?" what does my real hair look like? So i went to the hairdresser and then the barber....

it all started in '98 during my college days. I attended the Million Youth March in NY with one of my best friends. At that time had just gone natural and discovering her roots.

honestly... i felt uncomfortable. like i didnt fit in, or black enough. ethnic enough. and that was the end of that. I felt that i didnt have to conform just to prove my race.

mind you growing up the only natural girls i saw growin up were my cousins with "good hair" who didnt have to relax. But there I saw a ray of black beautiful women with head wraps, locks, just natural.

This is an inspiration blog for my girl Tosha. It might be a little long, but I just want to share with her my story of going natural. I hope she is uplifted and inspired to continue the journey.

I'm so exhausted today and feeling sad. I really need to get more sleep. God, please allow things to get better, I know that if its in your will you will do it. Give me strength to bare whatever comes. RIght now i just need peace of mind, and i know that only through You i can find it.

i stayed up all night working on this!!

This is my new flyer for my photography business. I pray that this year I get more exposure and a chance to try new things.

Thank God you're alive, to see 25!!! From a cutie patootie, to a lovely lady. I'm blessed to have you as my sister. This year I have truly seen you grow in to a strong women. I see how your spiritual growth has gone to another level. Even though you are my little sister, I can honestly say that I have learned and seen how to get closer to our personal friend and savior. I love you, and I know that God will truly bless you with your hearts desires. Keep on pressing forward. "Seek ye first the Kingdom of God, and all and His righteousness, and all things shall be added on to you." Matt. 6:33

heres another

I pressed my hair this past weekend. I was just experimenting with the pinkish red. Something new for the New Year!