Reflections & Lessons

The other day, I woke up to a very long message. I had forgotten someone’s birthday. A friend. The message wasn’t confrontational—but it carried weight. It spoke of feeling unseen, maybe even forgotten. In the past, I would have immediately explained myself, tried to…

We don’t talk about this enough in faith spaces, but we must. There are questions that feel harmless to the one asking… but carry the weight of grief, shame, and exhaustion for the one receiving them. Especially when it comes to infertility. Let’s be…

Sometimes, it spills quietly into our boardrooms, our break rooms, and even our bathrooms. There was a recurring issue at the office. The bathroom was often left in a state that left everyone uncomfortable. Skid marks. No flushing. Housekeeping tried. HR tried. Gentle reminders…

Let’s talk about Black Tax and the silent cost of survival. There’s an unspoken weight many carry in our communities—the quiet expectation that the moment you start earning, you become the lifeline for everyone else. It starts subtly. A cousin calls and says, “Can…

I just couldn’t stand still. We were mid-conversation — relaxed … Until someone casually said: “Is it not because he was raised by a single mother?” And suddenly, everything in me tightened. Because it wasn’t just a statement — it was a judgment. A…

This term is often used to describe someone who is financially poor. Today, I want to shift the focus away from finances and discuss attitude and character instead. We commonly associate poverty with men because they are traditionally seen as providers, both in our…