Wanda J

My blogs

Blogs I follow

About me

Industry Government
Occupation Executive Assistant
Location Washington, District of Columbia, United States
Introduction I'm a 52 year old Christian Rastafari, and vegan lesbian mother of two, living in recovery. (I celebrated 10 years on June 1, 2011.) I have four grandchildren, with two on the way. (My son and daughter-in-law are adopting twins from Haiti.) I also sponsor two boys, one in Nigeria and one in Zambia. I live with my rescue cat ChaCha in DC. I work full-time, and I'm attending school for a Bachelor's degree in Business Administration with a Minor in Human Resources Management. One day I hope to organize and run a non-profit organization to help chronically homeless substance abusing women to get back on their feet. It will consist of both peer-to-peer and professional counseling, as well as Life Skills and Job Skills Training, and many other things that these women need to become productive members of society. My strongest belief (other than my belief in God) is in Paying it Forward; anonymously (if possible) going out of my way to do something life-changing for someone else with no expectation of anything in return. This is how I keep what I have today, by giving it away.
Interests Studying, reading, writing short stories, creating web pages and sites, blogging, surfing the web, playing with my grandson, hidden object games, Nintendo DS, cats, activism in the fields of best practices medical treatment for drug addicts and equal rights for LGBTQ citizens.
Favorite Movies Life Is Beautiful, Gone With the Wind, Boxing Helena, Saw, Nightbreed, The Chronicles of Narnia, Ray, Holiday Heart, To Wong Foo
Favorite Music gospel, reggae, Christian worship, new age, classical
Favorite Books The Bible, The Left Behind Series, Frank E. Peretti books, Stephen King books, Clive Barker books, Kebra Negast, Catch a Fire

You have a red jar of cedar chips. Why do moths miss the forest?

Because they cannot see, and they used the smell of the cedar chips to find their way. With the cedar chips gone, they miss the forest every time they fly by.