The RCT Talk Show

 

This coming Saturday August 22nd, I will be hosting but more importantly supporting this phenominal young lady Falasha Campbell with the launching of her talk show “Radical Christians Talk Show. It will be held at The Attic Rooftop on 251 W. 48th St, NY, from 5:30 to 9:30pm.

You do not want to miss the opportunity to watch the sneak peak of the RCT show before it airs on your local television. I think I am more excited than she is! Come and meet this amazing lady and some incredible people in NYC! Don’t forget that your girl Portia Asare will be there so you know it will be nothing but fun! See yah

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I Call You A Survivor!

I was devastated and heart broken when I received that phone call. I never thought in a million years that you would say good bye this way. My face floods with tears as It runs down my cheeks to the ground. You were my angel on earth, my safe haven, my caregiver, that number i can dial for a long chat anytime of the day! You reflect the epitome of a true woman. Your heart was always warm and receptive to everyone. You lighten up the room when you walked in. I bleed tears because I can’t imagine another intellectual confident lady as beautiful as you are. You are in my heart and will forever remain there. Joana Ampong you were the my mother, the sister the therapist, the strength I found in an aunt. I can vividly remember the evening I called you and was sobbing for hours about how tired I was. You were concerned but said nothing. After you listened to my complaints the only words you said before I hung up was “let it all go, I promise It will be ok”. It mattered a lot to me because you didn’t impose nothing on me but you heard me out and thought me that listening can turns things around for good. Auntie Joan I  love you and miss you more than ever! If there was one thing I learned from you, it will be your courage. You were a risk taker and you instilled so much values in me more than you think. November 2nd I lost a loved one, I lost a soldier. I thank you so much for this amazing priceless gift any niece can ask for. I held in my hands for the first time a precious beautiful week old baby cousin. I call you a trooper! I call you a survivor! My mind is trembling trying to understand and off course thats impossible. I will and could never understand. I lost you too soon. And today I am still coping having to let you go which will never happen. Before we hang up let me say this “let it all go, I promise you Jesse will never feel the absence of a mother”.