I nonchalantly applied to Northeastern University. By the time I was crawling toward graduation in 2015, I looked around at the freshman and knew without a shadow of a doubt that if I had applied at the same time as them, I would have never received an acceptance letter. Here's what reinvention looks like up close.

Once upon a time there was a girl who wanted to be a doctor. Turns out, she simply wanted the world to be written with her hand, pronounced with her voice, expressed with her tone.

"Time waits for no man" was Geoffrey Chaucer's pretty way of saying time cares nothing about you, yo' mama, yo' auntie, yo' cousin or yo' brother. On this one, Mr. Chaucer was right.

Bryant Wilder went from clerical typist to Deputy Regional Commissioner — and still made homemade waffles whenever his girls asked. Here's what 25 years of watching him taught me.

When people told me I was too smart to be a hairdresser, I spiraled. Then I found God's sovereignty in a blowout chair — and it changed how I see everything.

I passed my cosmetology boards and got into an MFA program in the same season. I wasn't going to tell anyone — then the Holy Spirit had other thoughts.