A lot of what we’ve been told isn’t true, or not as true as we’re led to believe — My daughter will be 17 years old this month. We’re quickly approaching the stage where she goes off to college and begins the solo portion of her life travels. I’m equal parts excited and don’t-you-dare-even-talk-about-it- yet-because-she’s-still-my-baby. However, I do my best to focus on the former rather than the latter…

My daddy used to say, “Life ain’t no dress rehearsal.” It’s also not a race to be run within a rigid timeframe. — There is a tremendous amount of pressure that exists to “have it all together,” and a huge part of having it all together lies in having a career. And if that pressure wasn’t enough, just wait cause there’s more! Yes, there’s even more pressure to have all your stuff together…

A TikTok of mine went viral and like Kevin Hart proclaimed, I was not ready — By now, you know a lot about me being the daughter of comedian Bernie Mac — unless you’re new here, which in that case, welcome, and well, I guess I can’t say that I’ve buried the lead. My father‘s celebrity has always been an interesting phenomenon in our lives because…

Grief is far more complicated than being sad and crying — August 9th marked 15 years since my dad died. I could tell you that it was a difficult, or sobering day, but that would be a lie. It was instead a rather uneventful day. I didn’t even realize it was the anniversary until I looked at the calendar. I would…

I once prided myself on being someone who never got angry. I didn’t realize I was, in fact, angry, and it was a problem. — Most people who know me would probably describe me as a laid-back person. I value harmony. I’m calm and patient. I’m nurturing. And not to brag, but I’m an excellent peacekeeper. I consider myself to be a gentle person. As such, I thought all of these things meant that I…

*No major spoilers. I promise* I was 21 in 1999, and I vividly remember seeing The Best Man upon its release. I loved it, and it easily became one of my favorite quotable movies. It has remained a staple in my nostalgia-inducing movie list. …

We’re going to not care ourselves into a world of trouble if we’re not careful — I was a sensitive child. I cared a lot about others. To be fair, I’m a sensitive adult. It’s a bit easier navigating my sensitivity now than it was during my childhood. My dad seemed to hate that I was sensitive. In his words, I was “soft,” and softness was…

I have a confession. Once upon a time, I did not like myself. I hated myself. I wasn’t aware, but ignorance doesn’t make it any less accurate. You probably wouldn’t have known if you’d met me then. If you’d asked me how I felt about myself, my response would have…

Do you really want to know how I’m doing when you ask, “How are you?” — How are you? It’s a simple question, right? Or is it? I’ll admit it’s a question I’ve come to hate. I hate it because I don’t believe it’s a genuine question. One of my friends and I share an equal dislike of the use of this question because of the…