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Virginia: The age of consent is eighteen. With parental consent, parties can marry at age sixteen and under the age of sixteen may receive a license by reason of pregnancy or the birth of a child. Common law marriage is not recognized. (The VA law concerning marriage) I was 15 when I got married. There was no white dress, no wedding planner, no matching bridesmaids’ dresses, not even a ring. I got married in a garage, on a Sunday, after church. As a matter of fact, there was no preacher to officiate this sacred union of holy matrimony. The date was January 8, 2006 and I was scared but ready…or so I thought. My husband and I stayed married for about 2.5 years before I committed adultery with someone from my school. I mean he wasn’t mad because we were separated at the time anyway. That first act of adultery wasn’t the last but I’ll spare you the details of my ways back then. Shortly before high school graduation, I was a victim of rape. Th...

Hey Hey! So just to let you know, this post is not about pressing my political views on anyone just observations, k? Sorry about missing last week, I had a national church conference to attend…had a great time, btw! My President is Black So my first time voting was in 2008. I was a freshman at Liberty University, the world’s largest Christian school. Liberty is a very conservative school and they are clear about their views. I love my alma mater J I can remember being an 18-year-old freshmen standing there in the school’s arena awaiting the results of the election in November of 2008. This life changing election that would put our first black President in office; I will never forget that day for the rest of my life. It was late in the evening and myself along with a remnant of other African American students patiently waited to see if our vote would make a difference. Then it happened, California turned blue making Barack Obama our President. The black students screamed, chee...

Hello My Lovelies! Excuse my tardiness, school is back in session and my assignments are due on Thursdays too. I’m still finding balance…but you understand, right? I might move the blog to Friday ;- ) So today I want to talk about gender roles. I’m gonna touch on a little bit of everything but you know I want to hear your opinion lol. So yesterday I posted a video on my personal Facebook page of what APPEARED to be a young lady proposing to her man. Let me paint the pic for you! She, with her little white dress, got down on her knees and said something lol. Because they were in a loud club I don’t know exactly what she said but that’s neither here nor there. He looks at the ring, sips his drink, and his posture kinda gave me a “that’s what’s up” vibe. I didn’t expect him to do cartwheels or cry but thennnnn, when she gets up off the floor, she has to pull him up to embrace her -_-.  I have heard several opinions on this and you already know the name of the blog is SAVED, Sin...

An Open Letter to Black People From A White Guy: Before I begin, I want you to understand that I do not race hate. I love all races. That being said, I strive to usher in an era of peace and love between all people. I don’t have national or international influence (yet) but I do have influence within my own sphere of the world. My purpose for writing this is not to divide or cause strife but to bring understanding. Understanding precedes healing. Now…. Let’s do this. Dear Black People,             I first want to say that I am sorry. I am sorry for everything that has happened since the beginning of history. As far back as my books go, it is clear that there has been a divide. White and black have never mixed. They have never been seen as equal and nobody can pretend like they have been. I am sorry for the events over the past 2 weeks. I am sorry that you have to constantly worry about your kids coming home and I am sor...

This is a long one guys.... As I write this, warm tears fall down my face. As I write this, I am filled with anger. As I write this, I feel helpless. And sadly, as I write this, I fear that my black father, my black brothers, my black cousins, or my black friends could be the next hashtag that floods my timeline. I have struggled with words all day. I have been on the phone with people ALL day as they voice their frustration, fear, and helplessness. I woke up with this heaviness that I can’t explain. My heart was already heavy for #AltonSterling but then to hear and SEE the death of #PhilandoCastile was a bit much. I couldn’t stop…I couldn’t stop the tears and I couldn’t stop the hatred I was feeling. I am saved, I love the Lord, and for a moment I felt hate in my heart. It doesn’t take away my salvation but it simply confirms my humanity. Every day I wake up black. I work HARD for everything I have. I’ve never been in trouble with the law (outside of a heavy foo...

Hello my Saved, Single, and Successful Readers!!!!! I hope everyone is having a great day so far! Now, let’s get to it. The NBA finals are over and the Warriors took a “L” in a very close game to King James and the Cavs.  Chile, I was clutching my pearls the whole game. It was so close! In the beginning, the series looked as if Steph Curry and the Warriors would bring the title back home for a second time. After game 6, the Warrior fans weren’t so sure anymore. No one in NBA history had ever come back from 3-1 in the finals and win the whole thing. It was sooooo unbelievable that Ayesha Curry, wife of Warriors’ Star Steph Curry decided to tweet about it.  Well, there were a few people that didn’t take kindly to Mrs. Curry’s view on this matter. Some among the opposing view was Stephen A. Smith, co-host of ESPN’s First Take. Here were his words: “If that was Savannah, LeBron’s wife, if that were Gloria, LeBron’s mother, what would we be sayin...

I’m sorry! I didn’t catch your name! The year was 1987 and our beloved Denise Huxtable was embarking on her sophomore year at Hillman College (Her parent’s alma mater). The season opens with Denise requesting a room change from the newly divorced, a little seasoned, meticulous, freshmen roommate, Jaleesa Vinson and Maggie, one of the few Caucasian students on Hillman’s campus.             Though we find out later that college wasn’t the move for Denise; we get the opportunity to watch Jaleesa grow, excel in her academics, get married, and have a child. Maybe my mother knew what she was doing by naming me after the fictional character. I often laugh because we are so much alike (she can have the divorce part though). Check out the full Cosby spinoff on Netflix J               However, this Jaleesa has not always been “proud” of her name. Father (Jimmie) + Mother ...