Jessica S. Preston

Love Is... . . Being able to see the beauty in darkness. Creating yet another stroke... Unsure of what the colors will reveal. . . Braving the action of... Placing one foot in front of the other. Unsure of what lies ahead... . . Faith is believing in what you heard... Not in what you see. How does one continue? . . Just close your eyes... Believe in what you can't see &... Take one more step. . . Today... Right now... You're exactly where you're supposed to be. You're closer than you've ever been. . . Take a moment... Inhale. Exhale. . . Signed  # AGirl Thank you for reading. My prayer is that it touched you as it touched me! Please feel free to share this post or share an inspiring word! Remember you are the only you there is, so be good to YOU!

I don’t know what it is to love a black man, any man for that matter… That is, outside of the love I’m familiar with for my father, brothers, uncles and my nephew… Other than that, I’m pretty unsure what it is to truly love and accept a man. For so long, I’ve desired to know this love; to finally experience this love with one of the opposite sex. Not just experience it, but to be completely embraced in it. I’ve often ran away and ran away from this type of love and affection because although I desire it to the utmost, I still have no training or the slightest clue on what a woman is and what her position is in the home for herself, her husband and her children. So far, I’ve been winging it… you know, life. No direction and the only cause has been for me to make sure bills are paid and placing one foot in front of the other, attempting to figure this thing out… Recently, I lost my job; my main source of income. Had this have happened just months or even one year ago, I woul...

My 2017 Semester at TWU I studied many speeches by women from the 1800's. For our last class, we were given the opportunity to give a presentation best fitting our style. I chose to give a speech based off of Sojourner Truth speech given in 1851. https://youtu.be/yq3AYiRT4no Ain't I A Woman? As I look around now in 2017, I cant help but to shake my head… dang, aint I a woman? Aint I still your sister. Long ago, we started this fight together and what a mighty distance we’ve come… we still aint made it though. Aint we still fightin? Together… We knew that if anything were to change, we would have to make this stand together. When I walk into a room full of white men and women, some Indian and Asian, young and old, I see a few who look like me, in color that is… yet when I smile to gather some type of acknowledgement or make a connection that I’m not the only woman of color in the room, I’m greeted with a cold nod that simply says, find your own way. Knowing that familiar g...

I'm not one to give any type of advice, but I read something earlier that really touched my heart. So of course I had to write. It only takes me one time to get bit and I’m done… there are some instances where I may get near that thing again, but I’m very cautious if I do… I don’t date. Period. It’s too much work for me and I don’t have that much energy to give to another person or a relationship, especially when there is so much going on. I recently gave someone a chance… I never could commit to it, yet I had a strong desire to do so. So much went on in me about the other person and even about myself… basically, it wasn’t time to be in a relationship… especially if you can’t trust yourself or are leery of the other person. Anywho, in this short span of time, I learned something from this though. I learned that even though things seem good, it’s not always good, or that it may be good & just truly not the best of timing... or something many may not like to hear, but be...

Dear Secret Keeper, Thank you. Right now, I’m listening to artist Lauryn Hill album, The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill where the song Zion is playing right now… It’s so dope. I was reminded from a movie I’d watched years ago ‘Disappearing Acts’ where Zora compared herself to Lauryn Hill getting pregnant at a late age, in the height of her career, ensuring her producer she would be ok. I’ve heard this song before, but now I understand that this is her song to her unborn child. What a beautiful song it is. Listening to this song and even thinking back to a girl at camp the other night, awing over her 1 year old son is very warming to my heart... I read a post somewhere, you can tell the character of a woman by the way she treats her children; I’d dare to add, people in general. The way a woman treats her children & others are a direct reflection of how she sees herself… I remember when I found out I was pregnant with Jordan. At the young age of 16, I remember the feeling I f...

"Jess, I'm thinking about coming down tonight instead of tomorrow for the funeral. I told my mom I'd be there tomorrow..." "You can come here and stay the night. You're good." "I'm leaving now & I'll be there in a bit." "Ok, be careful." I hear a knock at the door... "Come in." "What's up??" 'How you make it here so fast?" (He mumbled something) I could tell by the look on his face, he was exhausted... I'd never seen him like this.. he's usually full of life. Still sitting on the couch, laptop open, I watched as he undressed to his basketball shorts & white tee..  he came over, without saying a word, laid his head in my lap while stretching his legs out across the length of the couch. I sat there for a minute, not knowing what to do, so with my laptop now to my side, I continued to type. Within minutes, he'd fallen asleep, breathing softly into my tummy. The mom...