I’m sure you’ve read just about enough articles on why black women are single and never will get married to make you want to shut off your computer and stop your magazine subscriptions.
I had an older brother and sister 12 and 15 years my senior respectively, parents who were happy together, and my aunt and cousins lived one street over.
I had a lot of attention growing up being the baby and all, but my main source of affection came from my Dad.
My mom began studying for her Bachelor’s degree when I was 2 so I spent most of my free time watching WWF and eating Doritos with my Dad for nearly a decade.
If folks run across a man they know you’ll have so much in common with, cool.
But the whole idea that we’re so desperate nowadays to take and deal with anything isn’t cool.
We’re not all out in these streets wishing and praying and hoping for the first man with a pulse who smiles in our direction.
I grew up in a wonderful and loving home in Southern California.
Feel free to add more way down below and let people know they need to stop worrying about you and yours.
We’re trying to get hooked up with any and everybody Thanks, but no thanks.