6 Months Natural

When I started this Natural Hair journey, I decided not to use heat or color for the first year.  I'm halfway there and I already have ideas of what I'm going to do, but in the meantime I thought I'd celebrate this milestone with a few poems I've written. Enjoy!




A Natural Acrostic Poem

Never imagined how much
A simple haircut would change
The way I see myself
Unique and strong and beautiful
Real hair meets real life
All eyes on me and I'm
Loving it!





Natural Haiku

Springy coils and curls
Smiling boys and flirting girls
Rain or sun we shine

Every Marriage is Work

I have a few single friends that are ready for marriage.  In speaking to them, one thing that either doesn't occur to them or it scares them, is that marriage is work.  This is a truth that is inescapable, but it isn't a truth that should be dreaded.

The worst marriages are like a demolition job, tons of energy going into tearing down each other and everything you've built together. Without proper care, people will get hurt and when you're done there's nothing left but rubble.

Some marriages aren't as tragic...they're more like clearing the brush from an abandoned piece of property. It takes a lot of energy, there's a possibility of getting hurt and sometimes it's best to bring in professionals before too much harm is done. When you're done you're left with a bare piece of land. You might be able to build something on it, if you've still got the energy and/or desire.

The best marriages are like tending a garden. The work is done lovingly and with pride, working with nature instead of against it. The resulting paradise is worth every drop of sweat.