This is the first time I felt inspired to write and had the time to write in a leisurely fashion in a long time. Life has been moving so fast since 2022 kicked into high gear.
I’ve done a lot. I’ve done a lot of good stuff. Healed up from the historectomy. Accepted the fact that I need more therapy. Re-engaged with work. Did the big chop on my mohawk. Joined the most fabulous D9 sorority, Sigma Gamma Rho. Learned some new parenting techniques. Lastly, learned to put myself first sometimes to make sure I find joy and manage my health.
A lot has transpired.
The most profound change is accepting that life ebbs and flows, so always start the day with a bit of gratitude. That has planted me in this new season and will ensure that my spirit will bloom.
My life is hard. I mean I am a Black American woman with no generational wealth, working parent, who lives with Sarcoidosis. Baby this here life of mine is no cake walk. Yet, it is beautiful. There are so many pockets of kindness and joy in this chapter of my life. I’m happy to have arrived.
Maybe my writing mojo has finally returned. The tone and voice of the blog will change, because I have changed.
The Lord and Universe is keeping me.
And that’s one to grow on.