<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6604956758548048286</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 24 Oct 2024 06:05:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Love</category><category>Natural Hair</category><category>anniversary</category><category>dominican republic</category><category>goals</category><category>headwraps</category><category>marriage</category><category>medical school</category><category>mothers</category><category>second career</category><category>self-preservation</category><category>stereotypes</category><category>vacation</category><title>I am the sum of my parts</title><description>Changing the world one word at a time.</description><link>http://thesumofmypartsisamoi.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (I am the sum of my parts)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6604956758548048286.post-8261731840854278251</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Feb 2009 07:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-12T20:33:24.821-05:00</atom:updated><title>Transfusion</title><atom:summary type="text">Blood-filled vein cutopen, dripping red onto white,filling each line with anotherpiece of me, myself and Ilisten to blood dropping,heart slowing,eyes closing,life slippingaway I go,letting go of everything.Labored breaths signalthe end.Shackled emotions breakfree from mortal mindslet loose on wire-bound pages,my fingertips pulsate.No longer dripping,life seeps quickly,lines filled completely,one </atom:summary><link>http://thesumofmypartsisamoi.blogspot.com/2009/02/blood-filled-vein-cut-open-dripping-red.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (I am the sum of my parts)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6604956758548048286.post-2182793262136965750</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Jan 2009 04:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-12T08:10:42.434-05:00</atom:updated><title>Creative</title><atom:summary type="text">With school out of session for the past two weeks, i have felt the need to indulge in personal pleasures like reading! I finally picked up A Thousand Splendid Suns  by Khaled Hosseini, author of The Kite Runner. I thoroughly enjoyed the Kite Runner and look forward to once again getting engrossed in Hosseini&#39;s work. I have also felt a creative bug and besides my editing, I recently began a </atom:summary><link>http://thesumofmypartsisamoi.blogspot.com/2009/01/creative.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (I am the sum of my parts)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghDT1Yh3zwqNFUK2b8E_6-i7IJwCqUjfSPXRklWnOt7ss5QiNV8_9J_4JixctnxXgpZN02HRHZnYeCVZzIil9aS8DbkEa7LQ7YXsyq4oVcQWrf0mJjWCxfdTuIYZX_3VaNnyroW6qgJNau/s72-c/top+view.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6604956758548048286.post-2254497697144725814</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 Jan 2009 03:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-10T19:36:31.620-05:00</atom:updated><title>My Life, My Lessons</title><atom:summary type="text">The school year came to an end a few weeks ago. While I was happy to see it end, I was not so happy about my grades. I didn&#39;t do nearly as well as I would have liked. Two years ago, my youngest was a baby and I managed to run back and forth to school with the kids in tow and received an A and a B. This semester was, well I thought less hectic... Kids all in school and yet I receive my first ever </atom:summary><link>http://thesumofmypartsisamoi.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-life-my-lessons.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (I am the sum of my parts)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6604956758548048286.post-997324160361535855</guid><pubDate>Sat, 13 Dec 2008 22:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-13T18:21:18.132-05:00</atom:updated><title>The Race is Not for the Swift!</title><atom:summary type="text">So I have shared with my readers my goal to reach and complete medical school. It has been a long and arduous semester but i&#39;m nearing the end of my first of four laps. I began the semester taking pre-calculus and Bio 102 which includes a lab segment. I have enjoyed dissecting the fetal pig (once I got over the swine factor - no offense to my &quot;other white meat&quot; eaters out there), flowers and even</atom:summary><link>http://thesumofmypartsisamoi.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-leg-of-race.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (I am the sum of my parts)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6604956758548048286.post-5019985276701117583</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Dec 2008 01:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-01T05:46:43.084-05:00</atom:updated><title>Discounted Life</title><atom:summary type="text">I absolutely thought that the monumental win by President Elect Barack Obama would have been the impetus for my return to the world of blogging... but alas, no (stay tuned though, I have some things to say about that!)So what does have me back and pissed off to no end? How about the fact that a 34 year old man lost his life so some jerk could cop a flat panel for a few hundred dollars below the </atom:summary><link>http://thesumofmypartsisamoi.blogspot.com/2008/11/discounted-life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (I am the sum of my parts)</author><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6604956758548048286.post-5562925506507789788</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Dec 2008 01:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-30T20:17:45.290-05:00</atom:updated><title>I&#39;m Back!</title><atom:summary type="text">So it&#39;s been ages since I&#39;ve posted to this blog and I apologize to those who have followed my earlier posts. Many of you have urged me to keep writing and please don&#39;t think your voices went unheard (I even got a tender admonishment from my girl over at originalwombman.blogspot.com I know, Chi!). School has had me swamped but I plan to stay on top of my blogging from now on! </atom:summary><link>http://thesumofmypartsisamoi.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-back.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (I am the sum of my parts)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6604956758548048286.post-7755242393798559938</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 Aug 2008 13:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-10T10:10:04.294-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mothers</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">stereotypes</category><title>Mothers Not Baby Mamas</title><atom:summary type="text">This is an article I wrote for Mother&#39;s Day. It&#39;s lengthy but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless.I was 19 when I became pregnant with my son.  I was in the middle of deciding what college I was going to attend and suddenly I had to decide between breast and bottle.  I was unmarried and a job at the gap was about as far I had traveled in the professional world.   Looking back at that time and </atom:summary><link>http://thesumofmypartsisamoi.blogspot.com/2008/08/mothers-not-baby-mamas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (I am the sum of my parts)</author><thr:total>16</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6604956758548048286.post-1811161262516342243</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Jun 2008 19:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-01T00:40:37.127-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">anniversary</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">marriage</category><title>One year is cause for celebration</title><atom:summary type="text">I finished re-reading a friend&#39;s post on a wedding she attended and her feelings regarding her decision to have a civil ceremony. I thought about the realness she spoke of that exists after the newness fades. I have often thought about having a 10 year vow renewal - something simple - perhaps beach front with just a few friends and family. Thinking on this stirs up a bit of excitement but I know </atom:summary><link>http://thesumofmypartsisamoi.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-finished-re-reading-friends-post-on.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (I am the sum of my parts)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzLjTvrfAde_YO5txBnk-D9mU_acp-qSngKy9C_eUTOjvoNKGR8Hpr3DIcPQciitWdNkiBYcwRNCxaqP0sTX5QBnFnA96AbbWdaInLE0CbXW_ZyBW80EEus3qjffT1pKJSuLLCAeTmVSBC/s72-c/sealed+with+a+kiss.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6604956758548048286.post-7332368063892665546</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Jun 2008 16:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-04T19:15:58.456-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">goals</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">medical school</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">second career</category><title>From my Video Twenties to Thirty Something &amp; Med School Bound</title><atom:summary type="text">So I should be working on the second part of my previous post but have found neither the mind set nor cohesiveness to put it together. 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I spent five days and four nights in the beautiful city of Puerto Plata. I traveled with my soon to be 83 year old grandmother (don&#39;t let the number fool you - she&#39;s got a lot of bite left in her bark). As a child, I never vacationed - unless you </atom:summary><link>http://thesumofmypartsisamoi.blogspot.com/2008/06/puerto-plata-part-i-self-preservation.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (I am the sum of my parts)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-5UupH_kmVksqaZvoLiJ2Q6cA4OUkwt3eKzPVSs4kkFIXAdD76kJ0epXHQMWYMxy9kt35KNncyGHSE-HTtAn9FkzT5An9bNn7ZMdij3WllnNaNLDFMf4UxCTTUdwwZJf0YHFGlGP4uF4s/s72-c/for+blog.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6604956758548048286.post-8724047799119740786</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Jun 2008 05:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-05T02:12:45.552-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">headwraps</category><title>More than a Scarf</title><atom:summary type="text">A little history on headwraps.You can preview this book through google.</atom:summary><link>http://thesumofmypartsisamoi.blogspot.com/2008/06/more-than-scarf.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (I am the sum of my parts)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWPPQdN2VwzsyCcnv2UDW23EvTUDoEUNFttz6vS2rNkRsVEaFjs4hVyOe42kDWSMtq4v71RrxFJ0wJaoZRT09hq-BIq-5igJfmnwSG7B12ZDQgpGUT7rB76akgzIY2iqIj3XBb_3njYnTA/s72-c/images-1.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6604956758548048286.post-8025596228256422204</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Jun 2008 04:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-05T10:48:14.546-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Natural Hair</category><title>Getting Back to Our Roots without Tearing Them Out</title><atom:summary type="text">Besides my weakened edges, (brought on by the tight pontytails of my tween years)  I have been blessed with a full head of growing hair. As a child, I had hairstyles consisting of variations of one to four ponytails, braids pinned to the top of my head, tons of bobby pins and lets not forget the inches of ribbon hanging from each braid (my grandmother bought them in bulk). My grandmother was </atom:summary><link>http://thesumofmypartsisamoi.blogspot.com/2008/06/getting-back-to-our-roots-without.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (I am the sum of my parts)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6604956758548048286.post-3035674255187196796</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Jun 2008 04:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-05T10:55:25.031-04:00</atom:updated><title>Who Do I Say I Am?</title><atom:summary type="text">Woman, Artist, Wife, Mother, Daughter, Friend, Future = AmoiI often reflect on the different components of my life. I think about what I have accomplished, what I have in the works and what I have yet only dared to conceive. 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