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Everywhere we turn, we can find a wealth of information being shared about the types of men we should stay away from. We often forget to acknowledge all of the Black Men that “show up” for us.
I saw so many men in my family do just that, “show up” for the women they love; Taking care of them through sickness, providing for them, accepting them, supporting them, loving them.
I know that I am not the only woman who has had the privilege of being exposed to Black Men that “show up”.
This book is a simple acknowledgment that they exist, are appreciated, and are seen.
There is power in having open and honest conversations about our individual and collective experiences here on earth. The Vibe blog crosses generational lines to provide valuable information to all women. Read what we are writing about by clicking on any of the images below.
Genuine human connection, or the lack thereof, led to the creation of my “Just Because” line of products. “Just Because” is about authentically connecting with yourself or others just to let them know you are thinking about them.
Vibin’ With Tonza, the PODCAST… SUPER CONVERSATIONS with SUPER PEOPLE
I am a woman, single mother, and daughter living in North Carolina. Since 1999 I have dedicated myself to advocating for the voiceless as a criminal defense attorney. In 2016 as a result of a series of unfortunate events I decided to pursue my passion for writing and advocating for women by being transparent about my journey here on this earth.
Growing up, I moved back and forth between New York and North Carolina. Hence, my personality is a little bit city and a little bit country (although I prefer the term southern).
For so many years, I suppressed my dreams and desires. I feared rejection and failure. This fear made me work hard to live the way I thought the world wanted me to live. I excelled academically, I worked hard, I tried to make everyone around me comfortable. Periodically I would rebel against societal standards by acting out. While these acts of rebellion gave me temporary relief from the sense of suffocation I felt, they also gave me a false sense that I was living my life fearlessly. The reality was I was moving further and further away from figuring out who I was and what made me happy. I was being self-destructive.