We were rushing to the car on a rainy Friday afternoon when my son pulled me under a concrete awning…
Hey Sistas, Cara and I had a blast talking about “Bad Feminist” written by Roxane Gay on the podcast today….
My name is Osheta. It's pronounced, "O-she-da" and so many people have asked if it means something. It doesn't. My dad just made it up.
But if I were to go to Urban Dictionary and create a definition for my name it might say something like this:
An ENFJ mama who loves parties, people, and popcorn with red wine. A pastor's wife who is convinced God has a sense of humor. A Peacemaker who loves Jesus a lot and cusses... a little. An optimistic cookbook reader. A hopeless romantic. A goofball with a little bit of sass.