2017 Here I Come

I was talking to my sister yesterday about random stuff as usual. She was telling me, while at work a customer asked, “Had you made any significant changes in your life in 2016?”

So I decided to make that question the main topic on this end of the year post. For me 2016 has been an awaken year for me. Full of ups and downs but as we all know that’s life and we take the punches as they are given and learn to let the wounds heal or let them break us. This year I learned how to let the wounds heal and grow from the experiences of life.

My significant change this year was moving with my family to California, leaving all that I have ever known behind and carving my own path in this amazing world.

The journey has been a scary one, a fun ride, and sometimes a sad one. But the journey has been more then worth it and the road that I now see ahead is paved in the dreams I have laid before myself.

Sitting down I have realized that I have made a lot of broken promises to myself and it is now time to work on fixing that. Everyday I hear these consistent truths; “You have to love yourself first!” “You have to be willing to make the change that you deserve!” “You must fight for your dreams and pursue them relentlessly if you ever expect to achieve them!”

Every year before this has been my year, but I have either been too afraid to realize it or just wasn’t in the right space to except it. I am in the right space today, I am ready to finish this amazing book I call my life and share it with the world.

As usual I will make no promises on the things that I plan to do, because promises are made to broken and that is not the space I will continue to live in. Also, I will not make any revelations or resolutions today either, however I will say this one of the things I will lean to be silent in 2017.

There is no need to speak of my future, speak of my plans or even share the blueprints to my dreams with the world. Today’s mantra is, “JUST DO IT!” Just move forward on the path that I have set for myself and let the world see the finished product when it is ready to be shown.

This year I wish for the best for the entire world, I hope that 2017 bring us all brightness, peace and love. 2017 will be my brightest year I have ever had and I am in complete gratitude with all the blessings that God has bestowed upon me and my family and all of the blessings that we have coming our way.

This year I will not be bringing out a new me, but a better me. The passionate one, the creative one, the person that I have always been but have been silently sitting on the sidelines. This year I reintroduce the world to me! “Hi my real name is Virginia and I am here, I have a story to tell and a life to live to its fullest potential. Thank you for joining me and I hope that you are entertained and inspired.”

Happy New Years World and may the warmth of the sun bathe you in its golden light.

*Made a few grammatical revisions


A New Year, A New Life, A New Me

So my birthday was the 23rd and as everyone know Thanksgiving was the 24th. I had a lot of time to reflect this week and start really putting things into perspective. I worked on my birthday, which is nothing really new, I have done that many of years. But this year is the first time I have ever had to work on Thanksgiving and although the day wasn’t crazy and I got through it, it really made me feel some type of way.

It had me really thinking about what I want to do, what I should be doing, what I could be doing. Although, my current job is not the most ideal for me, it isn’t that bad and if it paid more and I could work out my free time better I believe I could get my writing flow back and do what I suppose to be doing.

I’m working on learning how to slow down, how to take each step to get to where I need and want to be and remember that things do not happen over night. Dues most be paid, work most be done and patience can be a great gift.

So with Christmas on the horizon and New Years right around the corner it’s time to start thinking about 2017 and working on my steps. Before the end of the year I will breath in deep and work on each step at a time. Focusing on conquering the small things that will lead to the big things. I will work on me, my writing, and my home.

It’s time to start living in this moment, enjoying my new home and following my dreams.

Keep Writing, Keep Reading, Keep Pushing



10/29/16 – 11:55pm

I found out earlier that I lost a cousin, my big brother today. So many thoughts have been running through my head since I hung up the phone; sadness, regret, lose, loneliness.

It is so true when they say always remember to tell the people you love that you love them because you never know when you will lose them. That the pain isn’t easier because you haven’t spoken in a while or you haven’t seen each other in a while, loss is loss and that pain runs deep.

I decided to write this tonight because I felt I needed to process the multiply emotions that I have running through my head right now. I am sad because I loss a brother, a cousin, a friend. I loss someone that I haven’t spoken to in a while and the last time we spoke was during another family members tragic passing. I am sad because I didn’t make the time to say I love you before my family and I moved across country and now I will never have the opportunity to say it. I am sad because I am not near my family during this tragic time when family should be together.

I feel regret for not for now talking to all my family member as much as should, I know the lines of communication goes both ways and so does pain, and just a moment to say I love you can be a rainbow after a rain storm.

I feel loss and loneliness as I watch my family dwindle and I see my children grow up with this simple but loving family of four and knowing that they might never have the experiences we had when it comes to family. But also knowing that I have time to build new traditions, make stronger bonds, and give them an even better life then we had.

This death has also made me look at our situation and not think that I am running out of time, but know I need to make the most of my time. To fight harder for my dreams and not let the little things weigh me down because tomorrow is not promised so we should live everyday like its our last.

I am sad, but I remember that life brings us sugar and salt and in the end it’s what you do with them that count. It’s the moments that make your life, so remember to say I love you often, smile through everything, and life might be short, but it’s not over yet so live, live, and live some more.

This is dedicated to my brother Kelvin Norwood, may you rest in peace, your home now with those who love you.

 This is also dedicated to all of family, though I may not be there physically I am there with you in spirit and heart and I know we will make it through this to.

The Journey Might Be Slow, but it’s Very Exciting!

So the last time I wrote I had a few things in the works regarding new job positions. Well, one didn’t go through and the other one was not worth taking, unfortunately.  I felt a little down about the job not going through because I was very excited about the position. However, after sitting for a while and thinking about it, I realized that isn’t where I need to be at this moment in my life.

Even though I am still looking for something, I am ok with not getting the position. I believe even more now that everything happens for a reason, you stumble into specific places for a purpose and people are introduced into your life for a reason.

With that being said I am still very grateful to have the job I still have and have the knowledge that I am where I need to be at this moment because I haven’t fulfilled my purpose or received the lesson that I need. So I will continue to put 100% of myself into it and follow the path that I am currently on to see what my next step in life is.

My girls completed their first week of school and I am very excited that both of them are happy and enjoying themselves in our new home. Life has truly been good to us this last month and my hopes are that our good fortunes continue to grow and doors continue to open for us; with hard work and a positive outlook of course.

I know is so ways these transition has been a bit rough for them, but they have implanted themselves into their new environment in a way that would make you think this has always been home. I am so grateful that we were able to give them this new opportunity and so happy it has been nothing but happiness, pleasantness, and the smoothest transition any parents could ask for.

As for me I have started networking and connected with some really exciting people, I have been putting myself out there much more; joining clubs at the youngest school, going to writing groups and simple just being more vocal with the people I meet. I told myself before coming out here that I wanted truly embrace this decision and actually live my creative life to the fullest. My goals were not just to write, but to get back to my roots and find that passion and drive I had for my craft when I first started writing. Although, it hasn’t been an instantaneous late night writing binge, every day I work closer to getting my routine back and finding the writer that has been hiding away for some time.

I want to get back to the time when I was never caught without a pen and some form of paper, ready to jot down those random thoughts that would eventually turn into these amazing pieces of art. My goals are not to be rich and famous (however, I will welcome that success, who won’t), my goals are to fall in love again with my words.

With that being said, my writing has been moving in a positive direction, I started working on my novel and although I am still struggling with developing a consistent routine the journey back into my writing has been exciting and satisfying and I can’t wait to see the end result to my first draft.

I am still planning on taking my screenwriting class in January, right now it’s just making sure I get the money together the way I need to. For a little while the class search was starting to go left, but after having the opportunity to speak with a few people and do my own research I am back on track and can’t wait to start.

With that being said everything is going really well for me and the family and I am still on the right path to pursuing and fulfilling my goals. So that has been my life so far and I can’t wait to share more with everyone. I would love for any feedback or suggest you might have, they are always greatly appreciated and I look forward to hearing from you all.

As always Keep Writing, Keep Reading, Keep Pushing Forward.


Our Recent Journey

Good Morning Readers and Writers

I know it’s been a while since my last post and I am working on getting more frequent with keeping everyone up to date on what’s going on in my crazy and fun filled life. Since my last post, a lot has happened and I hope everyone is still wanting and willing to know a little about my interesting life.


So a few years ago we sat down and decided we wanted to make a big change in our lives and move across the country to California. After a lot of searching, saving, and preparing 2016 was the year to make our big move. 2016 brought a lot of milestones to my home, three years of marriage , my oldest graduated 8th grade and turned 14 and my family and I got in our car and drove across country to our new home.

So greetings from Burbank, California from your humble and much-appreciated friend. I won’t get into the all the details of the trip, however, I will share a little bit of the experience with you guys. First, let me say that I haven’t seen much of this amazing country in my years, but the two and a half days on the road was such a magically experience. Being able to see some of the simple, yet powerful marvels our country has to up firsthand and with my family for the first time is an experience I will treasure for the rest of my life.

Our travels took us through South Jersey, Pennsylvania, Ohio, Indiana, Illinois, Iowa, Nebraska, Colorado, Utah, a piece of Arizona, Las Vegas, and finally California.

So we have been in California for a little over a month and it has been  an exciting experience so far. We have gotten such a warm welcoming and everyone has been so nice and inviting we haven’t had time to be homesick.

Once we got situated in the new place I was able to start looking for a job and start working on getting everything together. As of right now, I am working at the Walmart out here in Burbank, I have another interview for a position that pays a bit more and has a more workable schedule for me and my writing. I will definitely keep you posted on my job search journey, as well as my writing journey.

Although I am much more focused on my writing goals I have still been procrastinating a little bit. Trying to get everything together with me working, getting the house in order and getting the kids ready for school has been the main priority.

Nevertheless, I am still moving forward with my plans to get into school and get my script and television writing down so I can get into the Disney Writing Fellowship.  I feel much more positive about my future as a writer since being out here and I see my future much more clearly and look forward to it with a more positive spirit.

So this is what has been going on with my life since the last time I posted. I’m so happy to be able to share my experiences with everyone that continues to ride this wave with me. I look forward to sharing more positive and happy news as the days go by and as always I welcome and appreciate every comment you offer.

Keep Writing, Keep Reading, Keep Pushing

Mother’s Day Letter

Dear Mothers of the World,

You are the strongest person on this planet, no matter what is placed on your shoulders you continue to rise and walk your path.

You are the bearers of the fruits of the world, you have the power to build nations and the strengthen to knock down mountains.

You are the foundation in which your home is built upon and the glue that holds your family together.

You are the healer of wounds, the mender of hearts, the voice of reason, a referee, a lover, a leader and a fighter.

But sometimes they can forget that  you are also human.

Perfectly flawed with everything that makes you uniquely you, you are a goddess in your children’s eyes, superwoman to the world and queen to the one who holds your hand.

Most days you will bear the weight of the world on your shoulders, never asking for recognition constantly doing you part from the sidelines.

Although you may think they don’t see your personal sacrifices for their success; they do and they will.

However, strong and beautiful mother, I see you, I know that smile of pride, I have looked through those tired eyes.

I have cried that silent cry and worried through the sleepless nights, I have sat with you praying for them to be ok.

I know the joy of those little voices, those little feet, those little hands, I’ve looked into the universe behind those little eyes and knew an unconditional and unwavering love.

Mother’s you are amazingly strong whether you stand beside someone or whether you stand alone.

The sun rises because you smile, hearts are filled with love because you touch them, all is right with the world because you are in it.

You are a mother 365 days a year, your light shines brightly from day one to the end of time.

You will always know love, you will always be recognized, you will always be a superwoman, you will always be amazing…

Because you will always be a mom!

Happy Mother’s Day!


A mother and a daughter

Sarah Rector

Sarah Rector was born March 3, 1902, she was the second African-American woman to become a millionaire in the United States. Born new Twine, Oklahoma on Muscogee Creek Indian allotment land to Joseph and Rose Rector. When Oklahoma statehood became imminent in 1907, the Dawes Allotment Act divided Creek lands among the Creeks and their former slaves with a termination date of 1906. Sarah and her family all received their own piece of land, totaling 160 acres, which was worth $556.50.

Lands granted to former slaves were usually the rocky lands of poorer agricultural quality and what was supposed to be a bad thing, ended up turning into a good thing for Sarah Rector. To afford the $30 annual tax bill, Rector’s father leased her piece of land to the Devonian Oil Company of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania in February 1911. By 1913, Sarah’s fortunes changed when wildcat oil driller B.B. Jones produced a “gusher” that brought in 2500 barrels a day. Sarah now received an income of $300 per day and her guardianship was eventually switched to T.J. Porter, a white man that was personally known to the Rectors.

Rector’s allotment later became part of the famed Cushing-Drumright Field in Oklahoma with multiple new wells being productive and in October of 1913, Rector received $11,567. By the age of 12 her identity became public due to her wealth and she received numerous request for money gifts, loans, and even marriage proposals from four Germans.

Due to her wealth, Sarah was constantly in the press. In 1913, there was an effort to have her declared white, because the whites of that time felt that an African-American should not have that much wealth.


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The Chicago Defender published an article claiming that grafters and her “ignorant” parents were mismanaging her estate and that she was uneducated, dressed in rags, and lived in an unsanitary shanty. This drew the attention and concern of National African American leaders such as W.E.B. DuBois and Booker T. Washington.

However, none of the allegations were true, Rector and her siblings went to school in Taft, an all-black town closer than Twine. They lived in a modern five-room cottage, and they owned and automobile. Sarah was also enrolled in the Children’s House, a boarding school for teenagers at Tuskegee Institute in Alabama.

When Rector turned eighteen, her entire family moved with her to Kansas City, Missouri. By this time Rector was in control of her own wealth, owning stocks and bond. She also owned a boarding house, bakery, and the Busy Bee Café’ in Muskogee, Oklahoma, as well as 2,000 acres of prime river bottomland.

The family moved into what would be known as the Rector Mansion. Legal wrangling over Rector’s estate and some mismanagement continued until she was twenty. That year Rector married Kenneth Campbell and the couple had three sons Kenneth, Jr., Leonard, and Clarence. Much was publicized about her “extravagant” spending on luxuries. Her marriage to Campbell ended in 1930, and in 1934 she married William Crawford.


Home of Sarah Rector

When Rector died at the age of 65 on July 22, 1967, her wealth was diminished, but she still had some working oil wells and real estate holding. Sarah Rector was buried in Taft Cemetery, Oklahoma.





Posting Up-Date

Sorry everyone about the missing posts’ from the last two day, caught a bug from my little one’s at work and I have been heavily medicated. I’m hoping to be back at it Sunday. I know it’s Superbowl Sunday, but I should have some down time to get a post or two up for the day.

As always that you for all your support and following me through all the craziness.

Keep Reading, Keep Writing, Keep Pushing


James McCune Smith

James McCune Smith, an American physician, apothecary, abolitionist, and author. He is the first African-American to hold a medical degree. Born in New York on April 18, 1813, to a mother who purchased her own freedom and a father who may have been a freed slave or a white merchant, Smith attended the African Free School in New York City, where at the age of eleven he was chosen to give an address to the Marquis de Lafayette in 1824.

After graduating, he applied but was denied admission to several American colleges. He then managed to raise money to attend the University of Glasgow in Scotland, where, after completing a bachelor and masters’ degree, he completed a medical degree at the top of his class in 1837. While he was there, Smith joined the Glasgow Emancipation Society, an organization that helped to fund his education.

After completing a medical internship in Paris, he returned to New York City, to a hero’s welcome from the black community. He told the gathering, “I have striven to obtain education, at every sacrifice and every hazard, and to apply such education to the good of our common country.”

He would go on to opened a medical office and a pharmacy that attracted interracial clientele on West Broadway, which was said to be the first African-American owned and operated pharmacy in the United States. Dr. Smith practiced medicine for 25 years, primarily at the Free Negro Orphan Asylum.

Dr. Smith quickly emerged as a powerful anti-slavery and anti-racism organizer, orator, and writer. Intellectually erudite and passionate, Smith wrote prolifically about medicine, science, education, racism, and literature.

In 1852, Dr. Smith met with blacks in favor of the move to send blacks back to Africa in Albany, New York. Against the move, he persuaded them to adopt a statement urging the New York State Legislature to reject efforts to send African Americans back to Africa. Dr. Smith went as far as to challenge a member of Congress from South Carolina, John C. Calhoun after Calhoun pronounced that African Americans were prone to insanity. Smith’s response, showing the information to be false, was called, “The Influence of Climate upon Longevity.”

Dedicated to supporting black emancipation and equality in any way he could, he supported the Underground Railroad. He contributed articles to a publication called Emancipator and edited another called Colored American.

Smith also became the first black physician to publish articles in US medical journals. Frederick Douglass, Gerrit Smith, and John Brown personally collaborated with James McCune Smith in the fight for black freedom. As the learned physician-scholar of the abolition movement, Smith was instrumental in making the overthrow of slavery credible and successful.

In 1863, he moved to Ohio to accept a position as professor of anthropology at Wilberforce College.  James McCune Smith died of heart disease at the age of 52 on November 17, 1865.  He was survived by a wife and five children.


Side Note: Broadside

Just in case, anyone was wondering or will be questioning the meaning of Broadside since it has appeared in two of this Month’s postings so far.

“Broadsides are the most legitimate representatives of the most ephemeral literature, the least likely to escape destruction, and yet they are the most vivid exhibitors of the manners, arts, and daily life, of communities and nations. They imply a vast deal more than they literally express, and disclose visions of interior conditions of society, such as cannot be found in formal narratives.” 
Samuel F. Haven

Broadsides are single-sheet documents that are printed on only one side. They’re sometimes also called broadsheets. They’re different from handbills, which are smaller and printed on both sides. Broadsides should also not be confused with leaflets or booklets, which are folded from a single sheet of paper. The size of broadsides varies greatly, but they are generally smaller than posters and billboards.

Early broadsides didn’t include illustrations. They first appeared in the United States during the seventeenth century, which the technology of moveable type and the printing press finally made its way to the colonies. For centuries, the broadside was the preferred format for delivering public announcements. They were also a cost effective way to distribute poetry, songs, and satire.

Taken from Tavistock Books

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