The Color of My Skin

My sister and I are like ebony and ivory. I have olive toned skin, meaning that I have brownish, but not very dark, toned coloring. My sister takes after my mother and has much fairer skin.  This seemingly small difference between us has secretly become one of the foundations of my low self-esteem. My sister … Continue reading The Color of My Skin

The Missing Piece

One by one, I examined the bursts of photographs.  Each one had a different expression, a slight movement, a new reaction. My son had an animated face, and he was clearly not impressed by the impromptu photo shoot. Suddenly, I stopped. It was just an ordinary photo - a capture of my son glancing directly … Continue reading The Missing Piece