Angelia Vernon Menchan
Author & Mentor
Who Is Angelia?
Her personal motto is, ‘There is abundance through God for all of us; we simply have to be open for our blessings.'
In 2017 she decided to turn hallmark phrase “Just LOVE” into a ministry for girls and women creating safe places. She lives in Jacksonville with the love of her life, Maurice K. Menchan.
How Being Broken Saved Me
This is something I wavered back and forth on doing for many years in my desire to protect people. For whatever reason or reasons, I am past that and am no longer ashamed of whence I came or how I overcame. My intent is not to judge or malign but to tell my truth as it happened and in doing so, I pray that God’s will is done.
Schooling His Son?
Cina was an amazing mother and always had his back but the thing was she was too soft with Kente and far too indulgent and that wasn’t her fault it was theirs. The other day, when he told Kente to do something, he looked to Cina and he knew it was time to father and daddy at the same time. Feeling Cina’s eyes on him, Kent focused on her, smiling into her eyes. At forty-five she was even more beautiful to him than when they married when she was twenty-five.
“What are you thinking Kent?” Cina asked. Tickled, he smiled because she had always been able to sense when he went deep.
“I was actually thinking about Kente. He’s thirteen and I can see how tied he is to you. That’s not a bad thing…”
“But…” Cina said with some umbrage.
“But, he needs a firmer hand and to spend more time with me, doing…”
“Manly things, Kent?”
“Well, yes, if you want to put that title on it. You are an amazing mom, but you overindulge him. That boy has on about three hundred dollars in clothes and shoes right now and when I feel like sending him to his room, I know it’s better to send him to ours, considering all the stuff he has in his. So yea.”
Kent watched Cina’s face tighten at his words because he knew he touched a soft spot.
Cina felt because he was a great student and close to his family that was all that was necessary but the truth was he had been remiss and it was time to step up. What was going to occur over the next five years was as much for Kent as Kente.
Reaching for her hand, he squeezed it.
“Cina, I need your support on this. This will also give you an opportunity to do the things you want to. You had thirteen years, let me have the next five. Can you do that for your man, your baby’s father?” Kent asked. Cina didn’t turn to look at him but she relaxed, a bit.
“Don’t I always support you?”
“Always…”
Kent turned up the music, paying attention the traffic. Kente, who wasn’t really sleeping, frowned, wondering what that meant.
Womanish: How She Survived
Excerpt: Her Un-Empowerment:
Men found Betta to be everything black men dreamed of at the time, she had light skin, was thin but shapely and could be sexy without trying. Many men vied for her attention throughout her late teens through her thirties but she ultimately became involved with a violent man, who thought he owned her. At age thirty nine she was running for her life from one violent man, straight into the arms of another…
Excerpt: I Had His Children... He Didn't Put A Ring On It
"Pregnant? I thought your doctor gave you some sponge or something?"
"I guess it didn't work." She said, watching him and his demeanor change.
He stood pacing around before he turned to her.
"You can't have it. I told my mama I wouldn't have no more babies." She stared at him in shock. He was weeks away from his thirty first birthday.
"Your mama?" A curl of derision filled her tone.
"Yea. I live with her. I'm all she's got and she's sickly. This might kill her." Sissy stood, brushing off her skirt.
"I'm having this baby. If your last child didn’t kill her, neither will this one. Deal with your mama and I'll deal with my brothers."
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Grounded
Nona had watched Marissa’s practice flourish as a practitioner specializing in taking care of AIDS patients and their families. But, she had also watched her take care of Tomas, her husband of seven years and put up with all kind of things from others. If anyone needed to just go and be, it was Marissa Sanders.
“I can and I am. Nona, I feel as if I am floating above my own life and more than anything I need to be grounded. I didn’t see a way out of this because I’m responsible for all of this, this practice, your livelihood, not to mention my home, car, Tomas… but I prayed and prayed and who knew that my father, the man I haven’t seen since he stood over my mom’s casket would provide me with the bounty I needed, a man who never acknowledged me in life because he had another life.”
Nona knew that to be true. Marissa’s mother had passed away a few years ago and the man who fathered her and had been a secret showed up at the funeral with his protective entourage. After two days, he disappeared again but several months ago, Marissa received an inheritance from him that changed if not her life, it completely changed her bottom line and she needed to get away. The only thing she hadn’t done was tell Tomas. It no longer mattered how he felt about it, she was done. At fifty-three it was time to become grounded in taking care of Marissa.
Connect With Angelia Vernon Menchan
Email: acvermen@yahoo.com
Website: www.angeliavernonmenchan.com
Location: Jacksonville, FL, USA
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/angeliam
Twitter: @AngelMenchan