You could complain…

It's Friday. Whatever semblance of patience that you had disappeared by Wednesday morning. Yet here it is Friday afternoon and you are trying to find the strength to last the rest of the day. The same colleagues that worked your last good nerve on Monday have returned with their unsolicited encore performances today. When you look …

#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 …