The moving, commanding essay in this month’s The Atlantic by Princeton University professor of African American Studies, Imani Perry on Black joy, Black pain and how the two intertwine, is […]

I woke up on Mother’s Day to my guy, Smokey Robinson, virtually serenading me.

A sincere thank you for the overwhelming outpouring of love and support showered on my family regarding Madison’s passing.

I think I know why Trump has such evil, sociopathic tendencies. He is not a dog owner.

Dreams do come true.