Tiffany FC
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There's just so much swirling around in here.
Nearing official middle age, I am respectful of the lessons I have learned and confident that someone can learn something from every one of my stories.
No nonsense personal truth in every word.
Stories (9)
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Breathe Him In. Content Warning.
Grabbing her keys and purse, Lyla heads out of the front door of her newly purchased 3-bedroom, 2.5-bathroom dream home. Making note of some much-needed decorative changes on her way out, she breathes in deeply and long, releasing a bit more of the sadness and rage that has been holding her joy hostage for the past year. Getting through the betrayal she had lived through had taken a toll on her mentally and emotionally, but her spirit felt like a live fire in a forest of kindling. With a head shake, a smile, and an internal "We're ready, Sis!", Lyla slid into her new Toyota Camry, customized with accents that satisfy her love of bling, and headed to her dream office. The bittersweet of it all sometimes catapulted her from high to low and back without warning. At 30 years old, Lyla Swanson is often described as the light in the room as well as someone who should not be taken lightly...ever. Growing up with openly loving parents who were parents to any and every kid in the neighborhood, Lyla learned how to fight her own battles, champion the underdog and love in the way God intended. Far from perfect, she is most proud of her intelligence and ability to grow and adapt so the whole Maurice thing had knocked her off of her square a bit. Cueing up 'Why Not Me' by Tasha Page-Lockhart and turning it up loud, Lyla pulls out of her driveway taking in the neighborhood's perfectly manicured lawns and flawlessly painted fences with the normal front-facing calm that made her the go-to Human Resources Consultant in the Nashville area.
By Tiffany FC2 years ago in Fiction
Trying to Survive. Content Warning.
I was 42 years old when I experienced my first anxiety attack; full blown hyperventilating, uncontrollable crying, scattered thoughts, unintelligible speech pattern and an complete inability to make any kind of decision. Scared the shit out of me and everyone around me honestly. What set the trainwreck into motion? Not being able to find one of my kid's birth certificates. Spun. Me. Out.
By Tiffany FC2 years ago in Humans
Thanks so much, Mr. President. Really.
I am a voter. I believe in the right of the majority, in most cases. I am also a mother; of six eclectic, vibrant and intelligent children that have seen and heard much more than we had at their ages. Though my 4 boys and 2 girls vary in age (2 under six years old, 1 preteen and 3 teenagers), we often settle disputes with a vote or some form of democratic resolution. Sometimes, I just make them hug it out because hugs...
By Tiffany FC4 years ago in Humans
Simply put...They're not safe.
I started writing this piece with the intention of shining a light on the institutional stigmas attached to young Black males, unfairly, by school systems. After sharing the experiences that my son and I had, I realize that there is a bigger, more horrifying theme running through, our and so many other interactions with the local school district. I realized that our children are no safer at school than they are on a street corner after dark, simply because district policy ties the hands of administrators.
By Tiffany FC4 years ago in Education
Something About Her
I've been on a lot of dates. Too many, to be real with you, but it's hard for a brother out here. 'Dating While Regular' is what me and my boys call it and it's bad. DWG doesn't necessarily mean that you aren't exceptional at whatever your lane is; it just means that without the fancy leased cars, the flash of cash and the spoils of luxury to offer, your ass is regular. I am a 32 year old good looking Black man: physically fit, financially stable, with good credit, a relationship with God, I own my own business and I love my mama. The only women I seem to end up dating are in it for a chance at being a Bravo Housewife hit or a sugar baby. For me, dating isn't for entertainment. I know that I am good catch but I am still waiting to meet my wife.
By Tiffany FC5 years ago in Humans
15 Minutes. Top Story - April 2021.
It all started with a tweet...or several. I have always had lots of things to say, even when I didn't have the right words or delivery. My mom saying "That may be true, Tiffany, but you can't just say it like that. The tact you need will come with age," still plays in my head as loudly as your favorite song on the radio. I have developed that tact, but it didn't quiet my voice.
By Tiffany FC5 years ago in The Swamp
Black Women Can't Be Frenemies
I remember being around 14 years old, in a "fight" with some friends and saying to my mom, "Who needs friends anyway?" She laughed at me and said "Girl, every woman needs a good group of girlfriends. You'll see." At 38 years old, that was probably the truest thing I've been told. I have always been what you could call a "serial friend audition-er"; meaning anyone could get a shot, but the likelihood of survival was slim. My personality is complex and thus requires connections with simple but varying personalities that share, well, anything in common with one of the people living in my head.
By Tiffany FC5 years ago in Viva
Slaying Virtual School
Like many parents, when COVID-19 made its initial appearance, I was cautiously optimistic that we were looking at a Swine-flu kind of situation that would pass fairly quickly and not alter our lives so drastically. The week before Spring Break in March, I pulled all 4 of my children from public school after instinctively feeling that the outbreak was going to get out of control. The "hush hush" of the school district and the clear lack of direction from government entities, local and federal, guaranteed that my kids would not be back in classrooms for a while.
By Tiffany FC5 years ago in Families
