"I just got hit with the biggest aha moment known to mankind." -Drea Camille
God has a sense of humor and I discovered it today while making breakfast. Yes, during breakfast! I was recreating a delicious and healthy breakfast that I had in Reston, Virginia this past weekend in my own kitchen in Providence. While preparing my breakfast, I was talking to myself and of course to God. I uttered my infamous and most common question to myself and God, "What is my purpose and who do you want me to serve?" As soon as I asked my question loudly, three individuals were revealed to me. Two of my friends from undergraduate and graduate school and one of my dear friends here in Providence.
Now let me give you the commonality of my three friends and myself. First, we are all college educated with at least a master degree, we are all within our late twenties and early thirties, young professionals, and African Americans. My three friends live in various places, one live in Birmingham, AL, one in Houston, Texas and the other in Providence, Rhode Island where I reside as well. I also forgot to mention that all four of us have or currently experiencing underemployment, unemployment or over-employment (over-qualified for one's person). Let me remind you that none of my friends that I have mentioned know one another but we are interconnected through our friendship, education status, and employment status. Let me digress and stick with the subject matter!
Yesterday, two out of three of my friends called me for some coaching, conversation and comedy. I call it the three Cs from Drea. In both conversations, I went into both blindly not knowing that both conversations with two friends who only connection they have are knowing me was the same story of the struggle of unemployment. *Disclaimer* Both conversations, I had yesterday were with my guy friends. Men usually don't discuss their emotions and feelings centering around losing something. They usually withdraw or deny their feelings. I must commend these two guys because they allowed me in their hearts and explore their vulnerabilities.
Both of my friends were both laid off from their well respected jobs within this year. Both dealing with the loss, picking up the pieces and receiving moral support from me. Yesterday, was the most I ever talked on the phone in a while to two people. LOL! While talking to my friends, I realize that these guys are so courageous, strong, and resilient for telling me their struggle in regard to being laid off. I even disclose to them my battle with chronic unemployment within the last five years which led me to starting my first business as a professional resume writer in 2010 while living in Chicago. I encouraged them both to start thinking of alternative ways to generate income in the meantime to sustain their livelihood.
The moral to the blog post is that I went through my experience for a reason. My purpose in life is to assist women and men of color who are young professionals, over achiever, college educated to maximize their potential to live out loud and boldly by recognizing their God given talents, gifts and strengths. We are not taught in college nor in society to go after our dreams and passions. We are taught to be conformist and think instead the box. I realize that I had to get out of my own way, stop over-analyzing, and share my story to people who are going through a temporary, tough time. I am thankful to God because without asking him the questions of "what's my purpose", I wouldn't have recognize my purpose nor realize that I am serving people my tribe of people already.
"Be still and know that I am God." -Psalm 46:10
Thank you for reading Brown Girl From Boston! Please feel free to comment, share your aha moment, or simple say hello. Look forward to hearing from you all.
Drea,
XOXO
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What's In A Name?: Identity and Reputation Goes A Long Way!
"If there's a book you really want to read you really want to read, but it hasn't been written yet, then you must write it."-Toni Morrison
Allow me to introduce myself, I affectionately go by Drea but my parents or rather my Father prematurely named me Andrea Camille while my mom was six months pregnant with me. My Dad came home after working the second shift at Massachusetts General Hospital and had an epiphany and was sort of peered pressure into naming his unborn fetus, "Andrea Camille". I can image the puzzled looked on my mother's face because she wears her feelings, thoughts and emotions through her facial expressions. The reason why I said prematurely named me because my parents wanted my sex kept a surprised due to having two older sons already. I just wanted to illustrate that your name is important and it is apart of your identity. Your identity means a lot.
Throughout my life, I didn't appreciate my name because people would often mispronounce my name and I quickly corrected them for 31 years. Now, I am finding myself assisting people with pronouncing my last name as well but hey that's life. Sometimes, I often wonder will I ever get a break on correcting people on my first and last name? (I guess not).
When I first went off to college at Tuskegee University, people took noticed of my identity and zoned in on my hometown. During freshmen orientation at Tuskegee, my classmates were amazed that I stated that I was from Boston. The looks and jokes they have and still have were quite amusing. The number one question everyone asked: Andrea or Miss. Boston, how many Black people live in Boston? I didn't know Black people live in Boston besides New Edition, Paul Pierce and Antwoine Walker. Now mind you, many of my classmates reside in urbanized cities such as Birmingham, Los Angeles, Atlanta, Chicago, Detroit and more where being a person of color is the predominate and Whites were the marginalized population. Even at Tuskegee University a Historical Black University, I was apart of the majority population of body of students from a marginalized group in Boston, MA and the region of New England. Oh the irony, right!
The reason why I named this blog, Brown Girl From Boston is to represent my ethnicity and race along with my hometown of Boston. Being a Brown Girl From Boston represents various things such as being apart of a marginalized group. Whenever your race, ethnicity, gender, creed, sexual orientation or religion is considered marginalized in a major entity such as a city or state, we need to peel back the layers and address the social issues at hand.
Being a Brown Girl in Boston or in a predominately Eurocentric society, your presence, voice, essence and power can be invisible and oppressed. I started this blog to give a voice, address issues, and provide helpful tips to live life limitless and building a strong and effective lasting emoire and legacy. This blog will provide solace and authenticity that brown girls need and long for. Being a brown girl is such a beautiful thing because we possess uniqueness that many desire and wish they can possess. As brown girls we need to recognize and celebrate our uniqueness along with uniting with other beautiful brown girls.
Brown Girl From Boston will cover a range of topics such as life, career, and entrepreneurship for brown girls. We will also have a Brown Girl Series in which you, yes you the readers will have a chance to have any burning desire questions and have your questions answered by Brown Girl From Boston and the rest of the Brown Girls.
Thanks for Reading! Stay Brainy, Beautiful and Brown! XOXO
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