Hot Summer Days…3 min read

TanyaG

The hot summer days of Georgia had a special way of piercing my skin with a darkness that made most black folks uncomfortable. I was a beautiful sun-kissed child that loved playing outside; but somehow, this love and longing to enjoy the beautiful rays of sun and the smell of the fresh grass and blooming flowers became what seemed like a curse. I remember waking up each morning excited to go outside and play with all the other kids. We would play from morning to night without rest. That’s just how great it was.

But somehow the hot summer days of Georgia would seem like a curse to me…

As I got older and began to take notice, I watched other black kids sun-kissed skin turn to what I perceived as an envious colored cinnamon, mocha, bronze, and mahogany skin that glistened as they sweated in the hot summer days…

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Crossroads (7)…2 min read

TanyaG

What I am doing here and why? This question was one of the first that I asked myself when I began this transition in life. I will have to admit that I have gone into many circles and emotional roller coasters since then. Both good and bad. Let me be honest, when you are dealing with real people with real problems your mind can have some of the best intentions to some of the most horrific thoughts that could get you convicted in any court system if you were to act on them.

Just recently my husband and I came to a crossroad in the “what am I doing here and why?” Now listen and understand we are great together, but most of the time we are quite different in how we handle situations which is common in a lot of relationships. In the last few weeks, we have spent a lot of time and energy trying…

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True Mirror

TEDx Talks have become one of my favorite internet tools for inspiration, motivation, and learning. I encourage you to find one that speaks to you.  Caroline McHugh did a talk about the art of finding yourself. The statement below stuck with me.   When you look in a real mirror, you look for reassurance that... Continue Reading →

If I Wrote…

TanyaG

If I wrote from my heart…

Your body would shiver with pain.

If I wrote from my heart…

Your mind would speculate with confusion.

If I wrote from my heart…

Your lungs would struggle to find its next breath.

If I wrote from my heart…

Your veins would strain to feel the blood that flows through it.

If I wrote from my heart…

Your soul would bleed itself to death to find the reason why I was so silent.

© 2017 All words by Tanya Graham unless otherwise noted.

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If I Wrote…

If I wrote from my heart... Your body would shiver with pain. If I wrote from my heart... Your mind would speculate with confusion. If I wrote from my heart... Your lungs would struggle to find its next breath. If I wrote from my heart... Your veins would strain to feel the blood that flows... Continue Reading →

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