I’m a place in my life that I never thought I would be. I’m distant. Distant from the family that raised me. Distant from my mother. Distant from my siblings. Distant from the hurt. The crazy part about it is that I use to thrive from being so close to those things. My family was dysfunctional. My mother always wanted the best for all her children even though she was illiterate.


An Open Letter to My 21-Year Old Self

in , by Linda B Hurd, August 29, 2018
Dear My 21-Year Old Self

21 year old

It’s 4 years later and your 25 years old. You are still a wife to Bruce, but now you’re a mother. You and your husband and decided to name your first son Eli Alan Hurd. The name fits him amazingly! Oh, and when folks were telling you that you can’t plan for a baby just know they were not lying.


Count In All Joy

in , , , by Linda B Hurd, August 24, 2018
For the past few weeks, I have been keeping a leveled head. Staying level-headed has helped me think clearly. I do not over excerpt my blessings to many people these days. 


An Open Letter To Nicki Minaj

in , by Linda B Hurd, August 21, 2018
Dear Nicki,

Hey, girl! It’s Linda B Hurd. Of course, you probably like Linda, who? I just wanted to talk to you through this letter.

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