"Rich people have libraries, poor people have big tvs."

I came across this quote in a friend's blog and I haven't been able to forget it. It just lingers on my mind like words I should have said. I have always wondered why reading is still stigmatized. What's wrong with reading a good book every once and a while? Why are children teased for having library cards and walking around with freshly uncreased books instead of shiny new game systems? What does it say about a people when their prized positions don't consist of literature?
Personally, I have always loved to read! It's always been one of my favorite things to do. My mother made it a huge point to make sure that we had access to all types of books. Granted, when I got to college my reading for pleasure declined because honestly, who has time for that?? No, but really! Now, that I have graduated from undergrad I have had a little more time to sit back and read! Let me tell you, I missed reading. I can't imagine a world without books! This is why the concept of not surrounding yourself with literature hurts my heart. I want everyone to have access to all literature. Needless to say I want I library similar to this in my house! I just want to be surrounded by books!!

Since we're talking about books what are some your favorite books?

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Guess who's back?!

Remember when I said that this blog was going to be a space where I discussed and highlighted my PhD journey? Now, remember when that didn't happen? Getting a doctorate is HARD, y'all. And, you may being saying, "duh, girl! We know!" but this journey was one of the most difficult journeys I have ever been on and because of that fact, I didn't have or make the time to update this blog. It simply wasn't a priority and I was trying to stay afloat for the past four years. So, let's recap a few things. I proposed my dissertation on October 5, 2019, started collecting data in January, defended my dissertation on April 19, 2019, and graduated on May 2, 2019!! So, now that all of the milestones have been mentioned, and I have more time to dedicate to other types of writing, I'm going to highlight my journey retrospectively. Sit back and get ready to hear all of the academic tea!

Ode to Ann Arbor

In about 4 days I will be saying farewell to Ann Arbor. And like I said before I'm excited to be going home but there is also a saddens that surrounds my move. I have done a lot of growing, changing, experiencing, and evolving here! So to have to say farewell to all of that is going to be difficult. I will miss: 1. Second Baptist!! I learned a lot about myself at this church. I am glad to call this my church home because without them I would probably be a hot mess! The one thing I can say faithfully is that my journey with them is not over! There are still things that need to be done here I will be back! 2. My friends!! I have met so many different people here. Some that will never leave, some that kept me entertained during class and others that I have drifted away from. But they all had a part in Michigan experience. 3. Gamma Delta! I have been through a lot with these young women and couldn't have asked to be part of a better, more productive, or more illustrious chapter!! T...

Elena I Choose You...well not just you, also somebody else, but mostly you.

When I started my PhD journey, I was under the impression that I was some Golden Child chosen by my advisor to be her one true protege. That she had waited years upon years for me, and that once we communicated in was written in stone that I would be her student. That her and I were going to be handing out proverbial academic cuss outs to the sport management world about how they were systematically leaving Black women out. That's not exactly what happened, during the week of orientation, I found out that my advisor had brought on another student. I...was hurt. I felt like I wasn't enough. I...felt inadequate. Inadequate : in·ad·e·quate /inˈadikwət/ adj : not adequate : insufficient : lacking the quality or quantity required; insufficient for a purpose. That feeling of inadequacy, those thoughts, they stayed with me throughout the entire program; exacerbating feelings of inadequacy that were already there. Why was I not enough? Why did she need someone e...

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