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Love & Life

Always used to watch the media both print and TV go in on celebs and their weight issues. Every week People Magazine would have a spread dedicated to who weighs what. Britney Spears, Oprah and Beyonce were never absent. So the weight watchers would follow...

I had dropped outta college last year and I was dead set on never going back to finish my degree. I had actually convinced my father #MHSRIP into coming around to my way of thinking. My winning argument was, "Daddy, you built us this life...

I've never been business minded or manual labor wired. I am an ideas person. I'm very good at knowing what needs to be done, by when and who is best suited to carry out the task. Because I have conception strength, I needed people that...

I just turned 26 and July is always a dicey month for me and a plethora of emotions. This is usually the month when I do stock take of the current year and compare it to my vision board from the last birthday. This year...

[caption id="attachment_2154" align="aligncenter" width="640"] #26OnPoint Birthday lunch at 26 ON Park[/caption] Felt so weird waking up on my birthday and he wasn't standing by our bedroom door. Dad wasn't a morning person but on birthdays he'd be up before the sun. Never used to make a...

"Tragedy brings people together," and that's fine in the movies but what they didn't tell you is how long they stay together thereafter. I don't know what it is about grief that compels people to make promises they can't deliver. I suppose they are just...

Since no one was willing to hire me I decided to just go out there and create my own employment (the Government must be so proud) and become a publicist. I had dabbled a little in the Zimbabwean entertainment industry and I saw a void...

Standing in the queue at a fast food outlet, I felt the worst pain ever in my abdomen. The room started spinning, sweat ran from all my pores and with that, it all went dark. I came to, with the fast food staff gathered around...

She didn't understand it. She wrestled with it. She lay awake many nights and read the ceiling grappling with it. She didn't know why, but I do. You weren't enough, not then, not now. And you knew this. You saw my greatness coming before I did and that...