But there I was years later, okay with the fact that my curls hadn’t come out perfectly because somewhere along the way to me accepting that my hair didn’t need to be perfect, I began to accept that the rest of me didn’t have to be perfect either. I could make decisions and go places and do things and didn’t have to look, sound, or FEEL perfect.
loving on me
Love yourself with reckless abandon. It is a revolution to love yourself, let alone even like yourself, and to believe that you are worthy. Because you are.
A few days ago I read about a group of people who boarded a train in New York and immediately noticed swastikas drawn on the walls. They were stunned for a moment, as they read the accompanying message “Jews belong in the oven.” Can you imagine? Who could be that evil? It’s the question I find… Read More
It. Was. Amazing! That may be the understatement of the decade, but a more eloquent phrase eludes me. My mind is still reeling from the significance of what happened over the weekend, as millions of women around the world peacefully marched in sisterhood. We were determined to make our voices heard and there is no doubt –… Read More
2016 has been a record-breaking, earth shattering emotional quagmire of a year. There have been painful losses, ground-breaking wins, and political wrangling that will be talked about for generations to come. I’m exhausted just thinking about it! Thank God we’re fast approaching the New Year. Our perspective on this season of change is as diverse as America… Read More
Think of the times that tested your patience and made you question your faith, the situations that weren’t quite what you planned and the outcomes which weren’t what you hoped for. But now that you’re on the other side of those challenges, can you see how you’ve grown? Was something better in store for you? Did tragedy bring people closer together? Did He wake you up to live another day and enjoy the simple things with loved ones, to serve others, and to make a difference in this world?