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I booked a trip to Sweden this weekend. Here we are talking about “soul” and I’m sure for most Black Women, Sweden does not come to mind. I mean to be honest it doesn’t come to mind for me either. Then why did I choose Sweden? I truly needed to be convinced to even go anywhere at all. The stresses of life are weighing on me and I know it. All of my journal entries for the past 3 months I state, “My soul is dying,” and I mean it. But, life keeps on moving no matter what state

I wish I could be more of a traveler. In the travel community we define a tourist as someone who has a tight itinerary and a checklist of...

I don’t have a physical place to call home. No true loyalty attached to any state, any city. I’ve lived as a military brat for too long....