In My Dreams…

It's Monday morning. You've been at work for not even 1hr and already the place is falling apart.  The phone is ringing nonstop, customers/clients/consumers are already complaining, and your colleagues make you wish you had a lock on your office door and an off switch for your ears...or their mouths. If one more person asks …

#TellMyTruth2…

(Continuing in the #TellMyTruth Series) My story started many years ago. Literally, it started before I was even born and before my mother had even departed from Jamaica to start her life in America. (And spiritually speaking, it started thousands of years before that when Jesus died on the cross for my sins). I say …

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