January after January, I’ve seen people on Instagram post that it’s their #PurposeYear, #YearofIntention, or something similar.
Black History Month 2018 was literally the BLACKEST Black History Month on record.
It’s 10:15 am Sunday morning. I can tell Florida is serving up some unseasonably cooler weather because the wind is howling against my bedroom window.
One of my 2018 goals is to stay booked and blessed — and I’m off to a great start! Recently, I was guest speaker at SPEAK LIFE: A Women’s Empowerment and Vision Board Workshop in Orlando, Florida.
A few days ago, I asked a question on Instagram:
God gave you today to richly enjoy! What are your plans?
With that in mind, a friend and I set out an adventure to find her new home! I know what you’re thinking.
All my life I’ve struggled with this disease. No cough. No scratchy throat. No headache. The symptoms are more internal than external.
Not enough doing.
There’s nothing like Fresh Perspective
Especially at 2:30 in the morning…Believe it or not, that’s when my alarm goes off!
I know. It’s cray.
Love is so ridiculously blinding! I should add lust to that sentence, because let’s be honest, relationships these days are rarely the real thing. Think I’m being a Negative Nancy? Okay. That’s fine.