Old Skool Thursday
Dedicated to all the Super Women out there…. Continue reading Old Skool Thursday
Dedicated to all the Super Women out there…. Continue reading Old Skool Thursday
I Love the Body that God Gave Me. I have many people in my life in search for the “perfect body.” Whatever that means? They look in the mirror and see a body that is hideous. At least that is what they have convinced themselves with silly self talk about their bad “shape” or “look.” Each year they make these ridiculous exercise goals. You know the ones; “I will lose weight or fit into those skinny jeans.” So for the first couple of weeks, and in some cases months, they spend an exhausting amount of energy trying to stick … Continue reading I Love the Body that God Gave Me…
Still a Flower…. Continue reading Old Skool Thursday
I’m get my boogie on…. one last time before I walk down the aisle …. Continue reading Last Dance
Living just enough….. Continue reading Old Skool Thursday
Every morning I go into my bathroom and look at the light over my mirror and tell myself; “I really need to put in a replacement.” Then every day I walk out of there with no intention or plan to complete the project. The truth is, there are many areas in our lives we look at and even acknowledge have issues and do absolutely nothing. So similar to my morning routine of looking at the light, the issue remains, without any idea what it could be the consequences. For example, the lack of light could be affecting my vision or … Continue reading Work in Progress…
And I know he watches over me….. Continue reading Old Skool Thursday
When I can’t write I find a picture or go people watching to help inspire. Then I force myself to freestyle the feelings into words. These were last night’s inspirational pictures hope you enjoy; “The Stroll”. We begin by taking a stroll under a dark sky; The stars now act as our guiding light. The wrestling sounds of the waves, Plays like drums in the background. Your hand, now finds its way into mine. The sand tickles between our toes; Each step more relaxing than the one before. We stroll. At each break; Our eyes connect; we capture this … Continue reading The Stroll