I don’t usually respond to negative comments, but I am compelled to do so here because I feel there is an opportunity for dialogue on a subject that many struggle with and is very relevant in today’s times. As the most popular post on my blog, ‘Why Don’t You Look More Like Your Mother?’, continues […]
I spoke at St Vincent’s Medical Center Breast Cancer Benefit Dinner, and they put me on a billboard. How cool is that? Even my kids thought it was cool. Here’s some of what I said that night. Sorry the end is cut off. Posted by St. Vincent’s Foundation/SWIM Across the […]
 I am heading South to visit North. North, South Carolina. The town my mother is notably from. And this weekend, January 14th 2017, the town of North, South Carolina, will celebrate my mother, her legacy and the fact that this January 17th 2017, on what would have been her 90th birthday, will be the […]
There were no shortcuts growing up with my mother Eartha Kitt. In fact, when it came to exercise, the long route was often the one she chose. Walking, she felt was the “simplest thing in the world to do – and the best and cheapest form of aerobic exercise (no fees, no equipment),” and […]
Question: “What do you do for fun?” Answer: “I find fun in every day.” I was raised by a mother who found beauty and joy in every day. Even on the days in her life, that were challenging. On those days, the only beauty kind of beauty may have been that she opened her eyes. When […]
I was counting the painted floor tiles, purposefully placing each foot heel to toe, creating a soothing rhythm as I walked. I loved the way my newly straightened feet filled the fancy new footwear, every toe snuggled into a space of it’s own. Since being freed from my corrective shoes, I looked for every opportunity […]
I was eyeing the chain as it draped across the driveway, marking its territory, daring anyone to cross. The large, shiny steel colored links held each other with the strength of ancient Chinese warriors. It hung low in the middle like a pregnant cat’s belly, but maintained its power nonetheless. I was hypnotized as it […]
Fried chicken, sweet potatoes and collard greens. No matter how far my mother – Eartha Kitt – Â had come from her roots in South Carolina, she was still a southerner when it came to cooking. Those were the foods she cooked the most when I was young. And, rice. I’m not sure why all of […]
If you read my post last week about my mother’s desk, this is the second part of that memory. Read it here My Mother’s Desk, if you haven’t yet, and you may want a tissue for this one. I am sharing these memories of life with my mother during Colon Cancer Awareness Month, because I […]
I love this desk. I sit at it now under the arched window in my office. The smoothness of the tan colored leather writing surface now shows its age from years of sunbathing in front of various exposures and the burgundy colored trim has faded to a quiet mauve, but the fine lines and cracks […]