Motherhood Sort Of Puts Things Into Perspective,

I Guess You Could Say I Have Bad Taste In Men. But I No Longer Feel The Need To Be Someone's Wife.

I No Longer Scramble Blindly Through Hardship. I No Longer Emerge From A Bad Time Feeling Relieved Just To Have Survived. Instead Of Despairing, I Try To Find The Lesson Within The Experience.

I've Pretty Much Learned I Can Let That [being Black] Hinder Me If I Want To ... Or I Can Fight For Different Kinds Of Roles.

The Man For Me Is The Cherry On The Pie. But I'm The Pie And My Pie Is Good All By Itself. Even If I Don't Have A Cherry.

Throughout My Career I Have Been Talked Out Of Things I Wanted To Do, And When I Look Back, I Think I Should Have Followed My Instincts.