As I’m preparing to write my next novel, I decided to do some research on a few more of my relatives. I never have to look far for inspiration or storylines because my relatives, my ancestors had very interesting lives.
When I put in my book descriptions, inspired by true life events, I mean just that. These are events that happened in real life to my people, my ancestors, my relatives. These aren’t things that I dreamt up out of my imagination. These things really did happen.
One such relative I had the pleasure of discovering more about was my other Grandfather. I never got the chance to meet him, but I heard so much about him. I could remember hearing stories how he was tall, dark, good-lookin’ and born in the late 1800’s. The trouble with that is no one knew the exact year he was born.
Do you know what I did? I did some digging.
Turns out, this Grandfather of mine was in fact born in the 1800’s, 1883 to be exact! How incredible is that? This 80’s baby has one Grandfather that was born in 1919 and the other Grandfather was born in 1883. To see it on paper made a world of difference to me. It made it real.
This discovery however is a little bitter sweet because I had to remember (once again) that my Grandfather’s parents were born as a slaves. Keep in mind that on June 19, 1865, the last of the remaining slaves in Texas were freed. It takes my breath away knowing that my Grandfather was born 18 years after the last remaining slaves were freed and 20 years after the Emancipation Proclamation.
How’s that for a family discovery.
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Since my Black Hair Struggles post, some readers were interested in what I used to lay my edges. I don’t mind DMs inquiring about hair products I use because it may work for you. Black women, we know we like to have our edges laid don’t we? LMBO! By the way, some of my non-Black readers asked if my hair from yesterday’s post was wet. The answer is No. My hair was in a wash n’ go low ponytail and I took it down. I’ll explain what a wash n’ go is in a few…
For my edges, I personally like to use two types: Hicks Edge Control and Mielle Organics Edge Gel. For me, using these two together lays my edges all day. For some other Black women, they might choose to use just one particular type of edge control. I prefer these two. There are so many different types to choose from, you just have to find one that works for you my fellow naturalistas. 😉
Alright, for my non-Black readers, a wash n’ go is when a Black person with natural hair (hair with no chemicals to alter the hair’s texture or structure) applies a product or products to their freshly washed hair to define their curls, kinks or waves. For some Black people like myself, a wash n’ go can last a whole week.
I just spritz my hair with water every morning to make my curls, kinks and waves spring up again. I only apply moisturizer to my straight sections of hair because there is nothing to define with straight hair 😐. I just try to blend it’s stubborn self with the rest of my hair. The longer my hair gets again, the easier it will be to blend my straight hair with the rest of my hair.
I like to use products that keep my hair feeling soft because my hair is very soft. My favorite wash n’ go products are:
Question for my fellow natural hair women, what are your favorite wash n’ go product or products?
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To all my Non-Black subscribers, feel free to skip this post.
As a Black woman, I love having natural hair, but there are times where I struggle with it. I struggle because I have different textures of hair scattered all across my head. Since I cut off over half of my hair, the struggle has been real. I completely forgot how difficult it is to mask all my different textures when my hair is shorter. Trying to blend my straight hair with my curly and wavy textures hasn’t been working with my wash n’ go’s.
My straight hair has been so disrespectful because it refuses to blend like it normally would when it was longer. My parents used to joke that I got stuck with the hair textures from every ancestor unlike my sisters and brother. My oldest sister’s hair is medium length, but her hair is relaxed. My second oldest sister’s hair is super curly and cropped short. My brother’s hair is wavy. Me? SMH, I have the curly, the kinky, the straight and the wavy. How fair is that?! 😤
I guess I can take solace in knowing that I’m definitely not alone because there are other Black women with multiple textures like myself. My friends love it because they like playing with all my different textures of hair. On the other hand, there are times when I’m in a love / hate relationship with my hair. If I had a choice to get rid of all my different textures, I still wouldn’t do it because my hair is what makes me, me. That doesn’t mean that my hair doesn’t sometimes get on my everlasting nerve. 🤦🏾♀️
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Some of my relatives came to me recently and told me that they are in a friendly competition with one another. They asked if I wanted in on this “competition”. 🤔 Seeing how we are all very competitive, I had to first find out what this family competition was all about…
One of my lovely relatives came up with the awesome idea to see who can get the fittest quickest. Well ah, I had to call dibs on this because I can stand to lose some weight. I’m a solid 164 lbs at 5 feet 4 1/2 inches and I’m not ashamed to say it. I don’t look it, but I can definitely feel it…
All of them got the jump on me because they bought all their healthy food and started working out two weeks ago! I’m still going to take home the victory because I have a secret weapon. You see, when I start working out and change my eating habits, my weight falls off quick. It always has. My family ain’t slick! That’s why they waited to tell me about this family competition two weeks late! 😂😭😂
It’s all good though. We’re all doing it for the greater good even though I will get the fittest quickest. I betcha they are shaking their heads at my blog post now because they know I’m about to talk smack…
Yeah, get on it baby ’cause starting this Saturday, cousin Nita is pulling out alllllllll the stops. I promise you kinfolk, you AIN’T ready! 👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾 You already lost and don’t even know it yet. 😏😂😜
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Warning: This is going to be a lengthy blog post. You have been warned.
As a Black woman, it irks me to no end when I see or hear some Black people call each other N*gga. Some foolishly think it’s okay because some Black actors and rappers made it seem “cool” to use such a demeaning word in their movies and music. Newsflash! Just because you drop the –ER– and add an – A– at the end, that doesn’t make it any better. 🤦🏾♀️
Truth be told, when Black people call each other this derogatory word, they look so ignorant. Millions of other Black people agree with me. Some of the same Black people who freely use the word N*gga will get mad if a person from another race calls them a N*gga. Why? Because they see that as offensive. Whew Chile! The plum foolery! Calling each other that word should be offensive regardless of who says it. 🤦🏾♀️
If you are a self-respecting Black person who doesn’t want to be called a N*gger, why or earth would you think it’s okay to be called a N*gga? Think about that for a second. Seriously, some Black people need to educate themselves before jumping on the band wagon with everyone else. Some of you are seriously out here looking silly. Get your mind right and get it together!
If I refuse to allow a person to call me a N*gger to my face, what makes you think I will allow a Black person to call me a N*gga to my face? 🤔 You better say it behind my back or under your breath so I can’t hear you. Some Black people are purposefully giving power to a word that was used for many years to disrespect and demean their ancestors, grandparents and parents. Why on earth would you want to do something so hurtful and dumb?
Knowledge is power. Some of you really need to get some because you are walking around here looking mentally weak and foolish. From one Black person to another, do better because you should know better. Yes, I said it. All of it!
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I was asked not too long ago, what song comes to mind whenever I’m feeling down or sad? Well, there’s one song in particular that pops into my head and it happens to be by Jamaican artist Jimmy Cliff. It’s a song that my beloved mother would often sing when things got a little tough. We don’t break easily in my family. 💪🏾💪🏾💪🏾
This song can uplift anyone’s spirits if you listen to the lyrics closely. It’s also a song that will bring a smile across your face before it ends. This song was originally recorded by Johnny Nash, but it was Jimmy Cliff’s version that made it more popular. What song am I referring to? Click here to find out and may you too be inspired.
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This author / blogger is over the moon. Since penning The Chronicles of Neffie in the Fall of last year and releasing it this year in February, I have been getting so many letters and DMs from readers who state this is a book every American should read. Not only that, many have shared the sentiment that this is a book that should be read in schools! 📚
Readers have been so touched with The Chronicles of Neffie that some have even reached out to their local schools to tell them about this story. Let’s just say I’m about to send copies to a few schools and Universities. Honored, humbled, grateful and thankful!🙏🏾🙌🏾
I just want to say thank you to all of you who were touched, moved and inspired by The Chronicles of Neffie. I always said I wanted to pen a book that would hook readers and I think I found that in Neffie. May she continue to go on and inspire both children and adults.
It’s a wonderful feeling when you have family, friends and readers supporting your written works. It motivates me even more. I’m sending nothing but hugs and love to all of you because I wouldn’t have such opportunities if it wasn’t for you! 🤗❤🤗❤🤗
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