This post is part of a series titled, “A-B-Cs – What It’s Really Like”. Each week a new letter and its word will be revealed. Each word’s explanation will illustrate significant personal meaning, application and ultimately demonstrate, What It’s Really Like… Back in 1998 MTV debuted the reality TV s... Read More »
Growing up I always had an issue with wheat. Over the past 30 years, I’ve been tested numerous times for Coeliac (Celiac) Disease – all of my results were always inconclusive. There was never an explanation of my symptoms, which included lethargy, bloating, excess gas, stomach pains, constant nausea, and weight gain. In my late 20’s, “food sensitivity” started to get ... Read More »
Every athlete has that one defining moment in their career which changes their life. For Patrick Patterson, of the Toronto Raptors, that moment was against the Brooklyn Nets and a game winning shot. With the odds stacked against them and only 12.0 seconds left, Patterson made his best play ever. After intercepting a full court pass, he got the last second shot for the win. Patterson had this to sa... Read More »
This picture of my oldest daughter (above) was taken minutes after she was born and perfectly sums up the way I felt after both of my pregnancies. You see, for the majority of my life, I imagined that giving birth to my children would be like the opening scene of The Lion King where Rafiki the monkey triumphantly holds up baby Simba and presents him to the Pride Lands while “The Circle of L... Read More »
Please excuse my lack of focus. As my family and friends know too well, I have quite an hard time keeping my attention on one thing very long. I’m in sales, and because I have close to a 1000 miles of windshield time most weeks, I have plenty of alone time with my thoughts. So, here’s a snippet of what went through my head on my Monday drive. Good luck embracing my absurd stream of con... Read More »
My acne was only skin deep. My skin won’t stop me because beauty is both inside and out. I believe that no one can define us, unless we allow them to. While growing up as a teenager, I suffered from moderate acne and it made me feel very insecure and embarrassed. I think it made me so insecure that many of my classmates and peers thought that I was shy, not knowing the pain that went along w... Read More »
I’m doing a challenge to blog every day in May. Today’s prompt is “The story of your life in 250 words or less.” I don’t know how to fit 33 years into 250 words, but here goes: I grew up a poor black child….. no wait, that was Steve Martin in The Jerk. Okay okay. I can try to be serious for like five minutes. I’ve never been good at talking about my life. Confusing, I know, because I blog, but I b... Read More »
My MOLE is only skin deep. My skin won’t stop me because it does not define me or who I am. As a child growing up, we all saw witches in the movies. They were old, ugly women with long hair and a GIANT MOLE, most of the time, on their nose or somewhere on their face. Or we all laughed seeing Austin Powers in Goldmemeber making fun of Fred Savage‘s character “the mole”... Read More »
Skin color is only skin deep; it won’t stop me from being successful. At WIRL Project, we do our best to deliver the most genuine, real stories out there, letting everyone know what life is “really” like. Our members do an incredible job at contributing and sharing these life stories with us on a daily basis and we are so thankful for that! Every once in a while, we find s... Read More »
