My mother planted the earliest seed because she was really health conscious. When I was a sophomore in college in 1986, Dick Gregory did a lecture about why black folks eat the way we eat, why we are unhealthy and why we should go vegetarian. That started me on the path.

My book is called “Kaydee the Bumblebee” it is a children’s picture book, dedicated to my goddaughter, Kaylin. Kaydee is a feisty little bumblebee who has dreams. Everyone tells her everything that she can’t do. “They” the group of insects. Kaydee does it regardless. She uses positive self-talk and affirmations.

I started writing for leaders at organizations who are undergoing transformation, transition, acquisitions, new processes, rolling out new software, to help them keep their employees engaged while they are going through changes. Also, doing things outside the norm.

I couldn’t control what happened with these sisters; but, I would carry them with me in my spirit and my soul. It has got to be us to tell our stories as black women. We do not deserve to die exhausted. We do not deserve to die not experiencing love the way God intended us to experience love.

I have a lot of clients that have come to me and said, “I’m not crazy; so, I’m not sure if I want a therapist.” I tell people, “Therapy does not mean that you are crazy.” Therapy is a partnership. I am partnering with you for your journey, to help you navigate through your journey.

What is unique about the book is it has an interesting blend of history, personal narrative, fiction, documents (excerpts from newspapers and sociological discussions of the time period) and why people would be doing what they did.

When looking at traditional lynchings, people of color represent anywhere from 50 to 75% of those lynched. Way out of proportion to their numbers. When talking about tar and featherings, people of color represent like 10%, which is much closer to their actual number.

I wasn’t done with Angie’s story. Fat Angie was a book that touched a lot of young people. As it relates to death, after the time when people stop bringing you the casseroles, and coming to your door saying, “I’m Sorry,” seven months later if you don’t have someone to talk to, how do you cope with some of that.