JOURNALS OF JO

Momma said, “You don’t have to look down at your feet. They aren’t going anywhere. They aren’t going to move unless you tell them too.”

And for a while there it seemed like I was a wonder child.

The youngest kids always had the warmest baths. And it was always youngest to the oldest. We went in groups of three for the “Little kids

The rest of us, you know, women? We don't need you to teach other young women that it's okay to accept an insult.

I am resolved to No longer allow my power to be used and misused by someone who does not understand what it means to hold and wield the...

THE WHO I AM NOW This thing called self image, the who I am now, right now. So I'm looking in the mirror at this person and she is...

When I rise in the morning, no. Just before I open my eyes, my skin is placid.... You are ins the presence of greatness.

THE MORAL OF THE STORY IS… Once upon a time when I was naïve I believed in fairytales. I believed there were monsters under my bed....

I looked into the pot to see what was cooking and all I saw was water... Momma was putting in all sorts of spices... when I asked her about

My heart is saddened for the suffering of women. Why? Because I am one. Because I have suffered Because I know the anguish, humiliation,...