Author Daphine Glenn Robinson
Since the death of George Floyd, the protests that followed, mandates for justice and for others to see us, people of color as real human beings, I have been thinking about racism in my own life a lot. Almost day and night. All day and all night. It gives me anxiety. The continual news onslaught... Continue Reading →
I took this picture on January 3, 2020 just after the break of day. My flight was very early and I had been up all night with the exception of maybe 2 hours. It was dark on the ground but above the clouds there was light. The flight was on time and just as the... Continue Reading →
I am tired. I will probably be tired tomorrow. I have not slept well for days. I probably won't sleep well tonight or tomorrow night. I have anxiety. I will most likely have anxiety tomorrow. Why? When I lie down at the end of each day, I lie down next to a loving, intelligent black... Continue Reading →
Warning: Language (At this point in my psyche, I don't care. The point of her video is more important than the f-bombs.) vm.tiktok.com/KNUpsx/ I. Just. Can't. DGR
(To read Part 1 click here.) So, I did get to eat yesterday. I was told to stay in my office until I was told to come out. This was the one day of the year when I would let them tell me what to do. So I waited. It was worth the wait. Food... Continue Reading →
I took a good old Mother’s Day nap today. I knew my family was doing something special so I got some zzz’s and let them do their thing. When I woke up, I went to the kitchen and started tiding up since yesterday’s grunge was still present and they probably hadn’t thought about the aspect... Continue Reading →
In a perfect world I would believe everyone in America is: Praying for our families and loved ones to be untouched by coronavirusSupporting those who are on the front lines of this pandemicLifting up those who are fighting to overcome the virusPitching in to help people who are unemployed, sick and hungry However, that is... Continue Reading →
To read The Big 50 (Part 1) click here. The second part of my day last year was more in line with what I consider appropriate for a milestone birthday. Getting a mammogram definitely was NOT. For years I wanted a tattoo but never got one. I told my dear friend, Becky, what I wanted... Continue Reading →
Years ago, I started writing along with hundreds, maybe even thousands of other writers during the month of November for what’s called NaNoWriMo or National Novel Writing Month. (For more information, check out their website https://www.nanowrimo.org/) Years ago I was a writer—an avid writer. I took my books on the road to libraries, book signing... Continue Reading →
I found this article on my computer tonight and sadly, nothing has changed in America. It was originally published by the Charlotte Observer on the opinion page. This past weekend, April 16-19, 2009, my husband and I went to Las Vegas to celebrate my fortieth birthday. We were having a blast until just hours before... Continue Reading →
