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And How we are Working on Filling the Gaps My son had his first racially charged incident on the school playground last week. He was playing kickball with his best friend — like he does nearly every day at recess — but something different happened when he took the lead…
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Like many people, I always thought of Martha’s Vineyard as a rich, white club — somewhere I didn’t belong. I was ignorant of the complex…

When I became a mom, I assumed my primary role was to impart my values, vision, and worldview to my children—I hadn’t considered that I…

You know, ain’t like I’m still five years old, you know? Ain’t like I’m gonna be sitting up every night asking my mom “When’s daddy…

Ta-HEAR-A (noun), a child of wonder, easily awed, sweetly surprised, smiling deeply, in constant pursuit of joy. I designed this to be a space for personal reflection in the quest for life, love, and the pursuit of joy.