Friends, do you have a tribe? Do you have people there to catch your fall, to listen to your ramblings, to love you fiercely through life? If not a tribe, do you have a person? That one support person that is there for every high and every low? Someone who knows you better than you know yourself? Someone who never leaves? If the answer is no, then let me be your person. I will walk with you in the trenches and help you claw your way out of the darkness. I will be your voice when you feel so broken that you can't speak. I will be your compass when you feel lost and alone in the world. I will be the wall you can lean on when you're tired and you can't stand. I will sit with you in silence and I will celebrate every victory. I will hold your hand while you cry and I will hug all your broken pieces back together. Let me be your person and I will help you build your tribe. Everyone needs a tribe and I am so grateful for mine. A simple text. A short video message. A quick FB...
Dear friends, Welcome to my happy place! I've always had a passion for writing and loving on people. I believe that to be the best version of YOU, you have to have balance in your life, and do the things YOU need that make YOU happy. Self love and self care are so important to the mind, body and soul...and writing is that for me. What started out as a thought, turned into a dream, and eventually lead me here…to this space. A new Journey. A safe space to express my thoughts, my feelings, and share with the world the positive vibes that we all so desperately need. But this is your space too. Here you are free to be your brave, strong, beautiful, imperfectly flawed self. No judgment, no apologies. Together, we will cry, laugh, love and grow. So open your heart and give yourself permission to feel all the feels…and always remember to love YOU first! I am so happy that you are here. Grab a seat and stay awhile. This is just the beginning! ...
It's been 315 days since my kids saw the inside of a classroom. It's been 315 days since I last went to work inside a building, at a job I loved. It's been 315 days since my kids were able to play a sport or compete. It's been 315 days since we have been able to sit and eat inside a restaurant. It's been 315 days since we've been stuck in this pandemic hell. I am done. Everything around me is closing, left and right. I can't go to the gym but people can go to the mall. My kids cant go to school or play on a playground, but city officials allow riots and protests, daily. I can't travel across state lines without having to quarantine for 14 days when I get home, but our county commissioners can take vacations to Mexico or Hawaii and get paid the entire time. Colleges are still giving out scholarships for students across the nation while our kids are sitting at home contemplating suicide from being isolated for so long. How does any of this make sense? ...
It's late, but I hope your Christmas was amazing!
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