Every year, I look forward to February for so many reasons. First, it’s my birth month. Next, it’s Black History month where Black American history is researched, discussed, and challenged. Then, there is Valentine’s Day, the Super Bowl of love
I’ll admit there are a lot of things about my family history I don’t know. Imagine that, since I love researching my genealogy. While attending my aunt’s funeral last month, I was a surprised to learn that my relative was
Fashion consultant Sandra Nicholson catches the eye of pretty boy Raimond Mayfield whose priorities have evolved over the years to include God first, followed by his business and restoring broken relationships. As the pair get to know each other, they
Yep, He called me out, and ironically, the accusation was thrown at me as I finished my draft for the 8th book in my Guilty series, The Confession. Put the celebration on hold. First, I had some repenting to do.
I really didn’t know the answer until a paper trail led me to Arkansas, Mississippi, Tennessee, South Carolina and other American ports of entry for those who were destined to be enslaved. Here’s my story… I became interested in my
African Americans have mixed feelings about our past. Some of us shrink away from watching or hearing about things that happened to the ancestors in our past. We avoid the movies, the mini-series, documentaries and the books. Yet, when February