My generation of Black people identified strongly with both the suffering and the victory of the Jews. So it wasn’t strange that, as a student, I vacationed Read more...
Author: Amy Bryant
Black is beautiful! This was the mantra of my young adult years during the Civil Rights movement. I cut my long, straightened, brown hair and adorned myself Read more...
There’s light at the end of the tunnel. How often have we heard those words? For most of 2014 I lived in the tunnel. On January 1st, Read more...
As little children, with hand over hearts, we recited those words at the start of each school day. With the holiday season upon us, I reflected on Read more...
On an ordinary day, a mother crossed the street with her five year-old by her side, and her baby in the stroller. In an instant, five lives Read more...
I was attracted to Safety Harbor because of the Spa. I moved here because of the small town sense of community enhanced by pristine natural beauty – Read more...
When my mother became “a woman of a certain age,” I noticed that most of her new friends were younger, and now that I’ve slipped into that Read more...
People tend to view me as a positive woman, a strong woman, a spiritual woman, and yes, a woman who’s fun to be around. I don’t say Read more...
Mother Maya is dead? How can that be? There were no advance press releases of her declining health or a debilitating illness. In fact, at 86 years Read more...
Poison coursing through my veins seeking its malignant target but attacking the innocent leaving a destructive path: Hair loss, fatigue, neuropathy. The price to pay for life. Read more...