A couple weeks ago, my daughter was doing her math homework at the kitchen table while I was preparing dinner. I could see that she was struggling, but she didn’t say anything. After a while I asked her, “Do you need some help with your math?” If you’re a Gen X-er trying to help a…
Did you know I ran a home health care agency? I fell into it because I was helping to care for my mom. I always knew my mom would come to live with me. I grew up with my grandparents living with us at different times during my childhood, so it was just always on…
In January, I spoke at the annual meeting of the Society for Christian Ethics by the invitation of my friend and colleague Grace Y. Kao. I’m not an ethicist. I’m a philosophical theologian. I specialize in thinking and writing about what people believe. I’m particularly interested in how our beliefs mesh the ways we understand…
A couple of years ago I dropped my now-teen off at the school dance. All the moms arranged to meet before the dance to take pictures of our young people. My kid stood among the forty-some other middle-schoolers whose parents were primping and preening over the kids we meticulously helped to clean up and dress….
I have a friend who asks me every year about what I’m doing for Black History Month. And I always reply: “Nothing, I’m Black every day.” And I mean it. I don’t celebrate Black History Month, but I am happy to be a part of celebrations of Black history – when they occur in February…
April. May. July. Early September. For years, I’ve posted on social media and in my newsletters about ways to remember and honor Sexual Assault Awareness Month, Mental Health Awareness Month, Minority Mental Health Awareness Month and Suicide Awareness Week, respectively. But not this year. Not last year. I watched these seasons roll by…
It’s been a little more than eight years. And I forget. I actually forgot after the first year. And the second. I always forget because I don’t want to remember. A little more than eight years ago, we were excited about a pregnancy. Our overall thought was: “Look how great this little one is; let’s…
I think they call it an emergency plan. When I emerged from a particularly long and challenging bout with depression, and had the clarity of mind to get my life together, I read about putting together an emergency plan. The emergency plan required talking to my friends about what to do when I feel desperately…
How does it feel to be a problem? W. E. B. DuBois posed this question in the essay “Our Spiritual Strivings” in The Souls of Black Folk. DuBois was referring to the ways in which African Americans were understood by white American society in the early twentieth century. This quote came to mind last week…
Earlier this Spring, a professional colleague reached out to me to ask: “How did you do it? Like, can you talk to me and tell me how you got to the other side? You know, after your mom passed.” Because her mother had passed months before, and she wanted to know. A couple months…
Dr. Monica A. Coleman is an award-winning scholar, writer, and minister dedicated to the intersections of faith, social justice, and transformation. Through speaking, consulting, and writing, she empowers individuals and organizations to navigate change with purpose and integrity.
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