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Purple is beautiful
I saw The Color Purple stage play last night. Look what God has done! Alice Walker’s novel confirmed for me at age seventeen that I wanted to be a writer. I remember sitting in my bedroom one summer day and reading the entire book. I don’t remember leaving the space. For hours, I read about Celie, her sister Netty and Mister. It was disturbing, amazing and inspiring. Was it fiction? Naw! The story was too good, you can’t make that stuff up! I ended the day spent and ironically refreshed. The women – black women – in the story endured physical and sexual abuse, colonization, racism, incest, infidelity and remained strong. It makes me wonder…
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This is it!
I tried this blogging thing 2 years ago. I made about 3 entries and stopped. I didn’t know what to write about, why I was doing it or really who would care. But I have a plan this time. I will keep my stories here. And do I have stories, good stories about having a toddler, being a woman, a wife and working for a faith-based organization that promulgates beliefs very different from my own. In this organization, I spent time as a receptionist. That’s how I came to know a man named Jesus, and I’m not being spiritual. There is a gentlemen who identifies himself as “Christ” and visits…
