by Reneegede | Jan 11, 2017 | Opinion
Once long ago in a make-believe world far away, a little Black girl was born in a private hospital on a clear winter day. She had a mother, a father, married to each other…and lots of friends and family, and with them came lots of love and support and...
by Reneegede | Nov 20, 2016 | Opinion
This is a hard one to write because it’s about the second oldest son, who is now nearly 38 years old and still behaves as if he is 14. His pants, as was the pants of his generation of the mid-1980s, still sling too far below his butt-cheek line. There is nothing...
by Reneegede | Oct 25, 2016 | Opinion
And the REALLY good news is … my third eldest son. Some grandmas back in the day referred to the baby before the youngest child as the “nee” baby. I used to think they meant “knee baby,” but an older woman explained it to me. No, it means...
by Reneegede | Oct 8, 2014 | Opinion
Dreams of Our Black Mothers We know what it means when our older Black mothers start dreaming about “fish.” Sometimes, the dreams we dream at night are bigger and more complex than just ourselves. Maybe these dreams or mares are just an “undigested...
