September is a bittersweet month for me. It is filled with celebrations of life as there are multiple Virgos in my immediate family, including myself and my mom, but it has also become a time of remembering death. Fifteen years ago, on September 11, 2001, I was staring out of the window at University of North Carolina Hospitals. My birthday was the next day, but it was overshadowed with wondering how I would survive the 12 hours days with my full-time internship in the psychiatric ward and my part-time job in admissions at night. Not physically, but mentally. It was the first time I'd been back there since my dad’s sudden cardiac death four years earlier in September of 1997, just a few days before he would have some time off and could celebrate a belated birthday lunch he had promised me. Ironically, I saw him in passing traffic as I sped to work just hours before his death and we waved and smiled. He pointed his finger like I was busted for driving too fast and I couldn’t wait …
Tomorrow is Valentine’s Day and love is again in the air! With
February being so focused on love between couples, it is often a time of doubt
for women who are going through divorce and separation. Some of the most
confident women I know have allowed divorce to make them doubt their decision-making,
doubt they are worthy to be loved and doubt that they can ever be whole again.
Having been a Divorcée Diva for a few years now, I often forget just how much
you go through before you reach that point of becoming victorious over such
notions. Some women have yet to get there at all and often ask me how
it is possible that when asked if I would do it again, I come with an
unequivocal and anticipatory answer of yes! My answer is simply this…if God
loves me and I love myself, then my love is complete and it should be easy for
me to share that love with the man who God has for me.
Most of us know that God loves us, so that leaves the
question of whether you have you learned to love yourself. Y…