Keesha is my sister from another black mister. She and I go together like ebony and ivory. Okay, enough with the jokes. You get it. As different as we are on the outside, we have so much in common on the inside!
I got to see her for the first time in person at BlogHer and then I liked her even more.
When I read this post of hers back in January I knew I felt a connection. She had just posted on Scary Mommy’s website. Oh boy. I know just what she went through. People had a field day on her for her frank discussion about her husband. I’ve been there. I know.
So with that, I give you, her follow-up post to the Scary Mommy post that caused such a kerfluffle. Here’s where it begins:
So there you have it Sr. M. I met your little challenge. I aired my dirty laundry. I may sound like I need meds, and maybe I do, but I’m also a person who’d do anything for her friends and family. I’m smart and funny and when I decide to change out of my momiform I clean up real good.