Last night while leaving my hotel, I saw a man that looked a lot like a man that I have admired, pretty much my entire life, Rev./Congressman/Ambassador/Mayor Andrew Young. But he’s from Atlanta and I was in Washington DC, so there was no way it could’ve been the civil rights…
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Brooke of 2015
Today I spent the day with my big sister, nephew and Hippo playing & laughing in the sun. There were snacks, light saber battles, potty breaks and melt downs. My sister seasoned chicken while I cut up a second helping of snacks for the kids in her fully stocked kitchen…
The Day Dr. King Died
Today is the great Dr. Martin Luther King’s birthday and since Hippo’s birth we have always celebrated it with reflection on his teachings, the growth of the movement and how we can continue to progress within the movement. We read stories, we re-watch speeches and talk about moments in the…
Radio Silence
It’s 12:25, Thursday morning. My last post was sometime before Thanksgiving. And now I write from the late night/early morning hours. Not because of inspiration or because I have something profound to say. No, I am in just too much pain to go to sleep and, well, I missed you…
Hippo and his buddy, “Charlie”
The past couple of months have been…trying, to say the least, in my world of mommyhood. I’ve been questioning myself as a parent. And I’m pretty sure my kid has too. Hippo has been in this space of independence that is leaning more on defiance. And having trouble understanding that mommy…
Smarty, Smarty Pants!
This probably sounds exceptionally obnoxious, but oh well. My kid is a genius. Literally, one of the smartest kids I’ve ever known. I use to babysit a little boy who went to Mirman, asked all kinds of questions I wasn’t prepared to answer and never found anything intellectually challenging. He…
