In Part 1 of Identity, I started off with the lyrics to Nina Simone’s song, Blackbird. A pretty depressing song but filled with so much insight into Nina’s identity and…
Author: <span class="vcard">Forever Trina</span>
Why you wanna fly, Blackbird?You ain’t ever gonna flyNo place big enough for holdingAll the tears you’re gonna cryCause your mama’s name was “Lonely”And your daddy’s name was “Pain”And they…
That’s how I would describe these last 39 years of life…beautifully designed and fine as wine. But no one truly knows the process it takes to get that sweet, savory…
I have a friend who harps on self-care. I honestly don’t think we ever get through an entire conversation without those two words being mentioned at least once. So what…
Today I woke up like…it’s Monday…again. Now there are two ways you can look at that. You can say, hey, I’m alive to see another Monday so no matter what…
Not too long ago I had this unsettling feeling that lasted about a week. I couldn’t seem to find my groove, my fire, my “umpth”. Now some of that could’ve…
So I was talking to a friend and the word “control” came up. She was walking me through an interaction she had with another friend and ended with, “that’s not…
Have you ever been gut checked by God? Gut checked??? What, pray tell, does that mean, Trina? Glad you asked… According to the Oxford dictionary, a gut check is “An evaluation…
I am me…you are you…what are the odds? How could this be? Can this be? I’m black, you’re white I’m ebony, you’re ivory I’m tall, you’re short I’m an introvert,…
Did you ever love me? The words that somberly came out of his mouth during one of our last conversations. The words I was shocked to hear and honestly didn’t…