JOURNALS OF JO

As parents we all have had to refrain ourselves from repeating words that linger in our memories from when we were children and our...

We've all asked these questions. Why did you do that? Why did you hurt me? How could you be so cruel? Don't you care about me? Where's...

Im and educated, intelligent brought up through poverty and a survivor. But I know this, Without a doubt, I know how to be a mom. I only...

It's been a real long time since I've been in love. and if I'm honest, I don't remember what that was like because the woman I am now is...

Oh my God! That's freedom. I just let it be. Whatever that means to every strand of my hair. I don't wash it because it just wants to be...

We form attachments. To each other. To things. To memories. To celebrations. To funerals. People we come into contact with on a daily...

I was raised to believe that hard work, consistency, diligence, keeping my head up and down, standing for something, making a stand,...

I'm learning how to have a personal life all my own. Or one that resembles that space where I'm the center of attention. At least in my...

CHAPTER 6 Momma said: "Young ladies do not yell.” How many times as a kid, have you yelled at the top of your lungs and thought that was...

I've always said, I'm a late bloomer. My petals may look fragile, but they have withstood fire and frost, floods and earthquakes, tidal...