Seven years ago I started penning a book. 12 months later, a fantasy filled with adventure, BDSM & explicitly erotic scenes was released and became a worldwide phenomenon. You may recall it.
Fifty Shades of Grey. That's not my book. Nor anything close to my story. Except the title. My fifty shades of grey are now cleverly disguised by my hairstylist. She's a gem.
My story is no fantasy. Just real life. A story of Heartache. Depression. Love. & Finding Joy. The emotional & financial struggle of a 21yr old who provided care for her own young mother whose marriage broke down years earlier and cancer took hold. Less than a year later, sacrifising all else to 'adult up' and provide unconditional love to and raise 2 young teenage women in a world they thought had deserted them. Now two amazing women on their own journey.
To me finding a rare love. My husband, my rock, my bestfriend. By my side for almost 16yrs. Hes been there to wipe away tears (and sometimes cause them), and always there to encourage me to extend beyond my comfort zone* and live the best life I choose. (*excluding roller coasters. That's a flat out never!) .
Life throws us challenges. Together we say 'throw harder'. We have survived & thrived through 4 house renos and 2 complete builds, we are now close to finishing our home - from unconventional shipping containers. On the side of a mountain. A home built literally with our own money, sweat and tears. .
Nothing is too hard or impossible. Strength, love and faith has got us through. And money. And patience. And a shit load of hard work and sacrifice.
I live with Hashimotos & Chronic Fatigue. Have for over a decade. While producing events. .
Would I change my life? No. I love almost every bit of it. It's made me who I am today. Stronger. Compassionate. Resilient. Perhaps less stress.
So who wants to buy the book. I'm taking pre-orders. Charlize Theron has already signed up for lead in the movie. I'm stoked. Or would be if it were true. But first, to finish writing chapter 1 and beyond. It will be epic when it's done. Now, to find the time....
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Sengbe Pieh (also known as Joseph Cinque) was born in Mani in present-day Sierra Leone in 1813/1814. He was a rice farmer and trader, and at the time of his capture he had a wife and three children.
In 1839 slave traders kidnapped Pieh while he was working in the rice fields. He was taken to Lomboko off of the Gallinas Coast. He, with countless others, were sent to Havana, Cuba to be sold into slavery. Pieh and 52 men, women, and children were purchased by two Spanish plantation owners and boarded onto the schooner La Amistad.
Three days into the voyage to Porto Principe, Cuba, Pieh freed himself and others from their shackles. They killed the captain, cook, and two other crew members disappeared. Having taken over the ship, Pieh ordered the schooner sail towards Africa. Rather than comply, the second-mate - who was steering the ship - secretly changed course at night, sailing west or north. After two months at sea the Amistad was seized by the U.S. brig Washington off the coast of Long Island, NY. Sengbe Pieh and the surviving African captives were arrested and charged with murder and piracy.
Pieh and the others told their story through a translator; providing accounts of their capture, sale into slavery, and their attempts to free themselves aboard the Amistad. The courts - first the District Court, then the Circuit Court, and finally the Supreme Court - ruled in their favor. They ruled that Pieh and the others had been illegally captured, and thus illegally sold into slavery.
In November 1841 Sengbe Pieh returned to Mendeland in present-day Sierra Leone with the other African captives. They were accompanied by missionaries charged with helping them readjust to life in Africa.
It is not believed that Pieh ever found his family, as reports say that they perished during an ongoing war. Little is known of what became of Sengbe Pieh after his return to Sierra Leone.
Sengbe Pieh is just one of many associated with the Amistad event. 🙏🏿✊🏿❤🖤💚 #ancestralpride#ancestralacknowledgement#ancestralprotection#ancestralguidance#sengbepieh#revolutionary#pride#knowledgeofself#knowledgeofselfandkind#ourstory#blackstory#blackhistory#selfempowerment
Sponsored by The Friends of the Marina Library 📚 Join us as we celebrate 🙌🏿 Black history! One month isn’t enough time to explore the wide range of stories that exist but we intend to try. At the beginning of the The Friends of the Marina Library's Little Kids Block Party 🌈 (starts at 10am and ends at 11:30am) local dad, 🙋🏿♂️Lloyd Foster from Families of Color Monterey County and Dads of Monterey County will be reading a few specially selected children's books celebrating Black history.
Lloyd Foster was born and raised in Seaside and has been married to his wife, Lisa for 14 years. Together they raise two grown children, Laythen (20) and Lethaniel (19). Lloyd enjoys reading to kids because it "takes them on an adventure". His own children would ask for him to read to them more because it sparked their creative side. For Lloyd and his family, Black history is a remembrance of struggles and achievements. It is a reminder about where we have been and where we are now. •
"Representation in literature is essential for children of all races 👶🏻👶🏼👶🏽👶🏾👶🏿 For children of color, seeing themselves reflected in the books they read is crucial. When they fail to see themselves in books, they internalize the message that society devalues and erases them, and it can negatively affect their self-esteem. For white children, having books that accurately reflect the world around them helps to build empathy for people that are different from them, and helps open up discussions about race and oppression." — The Children’s Book World Is Still Racially Biased by Britni De La Cretaz
More details on our website #linkinbio 🗣 Interested in being the featured dad at our Dads Read? Check out the Community Guidelines to get a feel for who we are and the work we do #linkinbio#blacklivesmatter#blackhistorymonth#blackhistory#blackdads#blacksadsmatter#earlyliteracy#readtome#dadsread#dadsreadtoo#iamblackhistory#weneeddiversebooks#ourstory#representationmatters
The City Concealed: Lewisville, Brooklyn
Weeksville was a nineteenth century free black community located in what is now the Bedford-Stuyvesant area of Brooklyn, New York. It is remembered today as a historic site for its community programs, urban employment opportunities, and the promotion of racial respectability. In 1838, only 11 years after slavery ended in New York, Weeksville was formed by a free black man named James Weeks when he purchased a substantial area of land from Henry C. Thompson, another free black man. Weeks then encouraged other blacks to settle on the property as he sold lots to the newcomers who named the community Weeksville.
Weeksville quickly became a self-sufficient and thriving free black community. It also became a refuge for southern blacks fleeing slavery and for northern blacks who desired to escape racial violence and draft riots in New York and other cities. By 1850, it was the second largest community for free blacks in pre-Civil War America.
The community was known for employing blacks in urban occupations and it was a community where black doctors, professionals, and entrepreneurs were able to practice skills and develop clientele. Weeksville residents established churches, schools, benevolent associations, an elderly home, and had an orphanage by the 1860s. In addition to housing a variety of black-owned businesses, Weeksville saw the creation of The Freedman’s Torchlight, of one of the country’s first African-American newspapers.
Weeksville not only provided opportunities for blacks to attain entrepreneurial success, but also offered political and intellectual freedoms and was a site for abolitionist action. Community members participated in a wide range of anti-slavery action and promoted equal rights for free blacks, including voting rights campaigns, the black convention movement, and resistance to the 1863 New York City Draft Riots. After the civil war it encouraged Freedmen’s schools in the South and supporting Black Nationalists aspirations across the North. By the post-Civil War era, Weeksville had become an emblem of community empowerment and racial pride.
Happy anniversary to us my love. You are the most inspiring, kind beautiful human I have ever known. There has to be someone listening to my deepest desires. Your everything I have ever prayed for. Obrigada 🙏🏻 #Anniversary#BestFriend#OurStory@lagartobjj
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I love adding personal details to my peg dolls that have a special meaning for my customers, like this teeny pair of Glastonbury tickets discretely poking out of a back pocket as a little nod to where the couple met 💕
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Our story part 3❤️
I was so puzzled by how polite Austin was to hold doors open for me, but was really fascinated by and wanted to get to know more about him. So we walked through the museum together and talked about literally everything. The museum really isn’t that big but we spent more than 4 hours in there just talking and sharing stories. We had the museum when it was about to be closed on that Saturday afternoon and decided to go into town for a coffee. We continued to talk and even ran I to the Dean of VMI who frankly told me that “I will have him back in 2 years” and Austin got a little uncomfortable and I just smiled awkwardly. After our coffee, we went for a walk and Austin showed me VMI and told me all about his school and I told him more about my university. All of a sudden I realized it was time for me to head back home to attend the birthday party in the evening so he walked me to the car. When we made it to my mini van, Austin of course opened the door for me and watched type my home address into the GPS. When I was all set, he started behaving the same way like in front of the museum and said that he’d had a really great time with me and would like to see me again. To be continued... [Picture taken on our second Christmas together in 2016❤️]. #ourstory#love#lovestory#loveofmylife#ourstory#story#bestday#throwback#ourrelationship#relationshipgoals#couple#couplegoals#vmi#virginiamilitaryinstitute