My Love Pieces

(Foreward: I wrote this post sometime last year - mid summer probably and it stayed in my "drafts" ever since. Never touching it. Browsing on Facebook I came across an entry on For Harriet about being comfortable in your own (black) skin. God's timing could not have been more perfect.) As I read from Essence Magazine an article about black women being successful, it hit me like I need to vent. I was hanging out with my friends this weekend and we ended up on the subject about black women. The topic was US. This has been a topic lately that a lot of my friends have been discussing. Being a black woman in America. Being a single black woman as well and how hard it is to have a man. Now the girl I was with was in relationship and said it herself that black women are at the bottom of the totem pole when it comes to dating, last picking in the work place and not considered as beautiful. To hear her say that was shocking to me. I also had ...

God makes no mistakes. When I tell you everything happens for a reason and if you put your trust in Him, He will always lead you down the correct path. Whether you agree or you may question, if you trust Him, he will not steer you wrong.

I changed careers. Does it make me a sell out to the communications field? Or a loser for given up of communications? Maybe. Possibly. However, after receiving my degree in Mass Communications in 2009 and the constant downhill battle of finding a job, I was constantly denied and ultimately in my mind failed. Here I was a woman who has a clean background, went to school, completed the internship, was the executive editor of the newspaper, networked as much as I could, has the experiences and still never got an interview. What was I doing wrong for 4 years of the premiere of my potential career? I have no clue. I applied to numerous communications specialist jobs, editorial assistant jobs, communications managers, social media coordinator, even went the teacher route and applied for a couple of teaching fellows and Teach for America (three times!) but never landed the job. For years I was in this battle and even worked on a Masters degree in Journalism to only find ...