I started writing this a couple of months ago. We are in a state of denial. Race became an issue when we elected the 1st Black President and it has just continued with Donald Trump who has ignited a fire in those just like him. He has said what so many have wanted to say. WE ALL HAVE DONE IT! We all have preconceived notions and judgements about other people in general. Take a moment and remember that person that you are about to talk about has feelings too.
So often as we go through our daily lives and do not reflect on what makes us HAPPY. Thanks tikeethathomas, for allowing me to reflect on what makes me Happy!
My family makes me happy. My family makes me happy. I love when we’re together and able to talk and share our day with each other. I don’t know where I would be if He had not blessed me with them. They are my lifeline. Being a mother and wife is who I am and what I do.
Chocolate. I love any and everything chocolate, wait, I do not care for dark chocolate. Give me a pack of Reese’s cup, a Mr. Good bar, a Hershey bar, and we are besties.
Helping others. Being a nurse is my chosen profession and it is what I do. I love helping people. There are times that I wish I could do more but I do what I can.
Sleep. This is a problem. I work the night shift and so therefore while many of you are sleep, I am wide awake. When I get off, I crash and burn. I do not wake up for several hours. When I am off, I sleep. I sleep, I sleep, I sleep. It makes me happy to get some sleep but it also hinders me.
Writing. I have loved writing since I could remember. I am at my happiest when I can write to inspire. My imagination was better when I was younger but I have to go back and get in my “happy” place. Maybe if I get the chocolate and some sleep, my imagination will come.
Five Songs that makes me GREAT!
“Rise Up”-Andra Day (LOVE HER VOICE)
So here’s my challenge to you, yeah you, take the time to let us know what makes you happy? If you choose to accept this challenge, be careful, you may inspire someone else.
I am absolutely in love with the term Black Girl Magic right now. I love going to Instagram and searching the hashtag to see my women of color loving the melanin they are in. It is so refreshing. So positive. So inspiring.
Julee Wilson, senior fashion editor of the Huffington Post defined Black Girl Magic as the universal aweseomenss of black women. It’s about celebrating anything we deem particularly dope, inspiring or mind-blowing about ourselves
Sure we can attach the Black Girl Magic hashtag to Gabby Douglas or Simone Biles winning medals in Rio at the Olympics. We can say that Beyoncé, Jazmine Sullivan or Chrisette Michelle slays us with their Black Girl Magic. Awesomely Luvvie, my absolute favorite blogger, sprinkles Black Girl Magic with wit and humor. Shonda Rhimes owns Thursday nights with her amazing Black Girl Magic.
I was at the nail salon last month talking to other clients. You know how women do? We meet another client in a beauty salon or nail bar and it’s like we’re old friends. That’s what happened. We started laughing and talking about dating, marriage, relationships and children. One of the women that I met asked me after hearing that I was divorced “Did you like being married?” and “Would you ever do it again?”
I paused. I’ve heard this question asked before. It’s usually beautiful and younger women who’ve yet to meet the man of their dreams wanting to hear some romantic notion of princes and white horses. I smiled and said “Yes, I liked being married and Yes, I would do it again.” She smiled. You could tell that’s what she needed to hear as she navigated the dating jungle.
I just updated some of my GOALS for my blog. It will be a challenge, but it will be one that I know will have success written all over it. I have failed at a few of the goals that I wanted to reach because I have not written anything in a while. So in the mean time, here are some updates.
In April, I had a blogiversary! Congrats to me! One year of doing this periodically!
I want to share more quality, motivational, and inspiring content with my readers/followers. ( Still a work in progress)
Focus more on quality dialog and engagement with my followers/readers. (WORK IN PROGRESS)
NETWORK, NETWORK, NETWORK!!!! (still working on this)
Reach 500 followers on WordPress by August 2016. (Failed miserably on this one-need 300 more followers)
Reach 1000 followers on WP by December 31, 2016. (still a work in progress)
Offer MY experiences and share more about who and why I am “A PERFECTLY FLAWED RUBY!” (what you guys have been waiting for) (WORKING ON IT)
Set up a publishing schedule. I work at night and it would be in my best interest to do this.
Restart my “Friendly Friday’s” segment beginning on the 2nd and 4th Fridays of the month. (Best to do this one monthly as well)
Start “Social Saturdays” monthly. (WORKING ON IT–I am working on most weekends but I will definitely try harder)
CREATE, CREATE, CREATE!!!!! My blog is more of a journal but I would like to move it to a “lifestyle” blog. (Ambitious goal)
Become a “guest blogger” to many of you! ; ) (I’m still waiting, LOL)
I love my beautiful and wonderful children and I am ready for them to get out that door, get on that big yellow monster, and walk into the newness of their lives.
They will be entering the unknown, like many of us do when we are about to embark on a new chapter in our lives.
Zeb is in the 10th grade. I can’t believe that he will be a SENIOR in 2 years, where has the time gone. Ashleigh is in the 6th grade. I am definitely getting older. Jayla is in the 4th grade. Soon I will have an empty nest, definitely not rushing it right now.
They will meet new people, make new friends, laugh, cry, excel, become disappointed but with this they will LEARN some type of valuable life lesson. Old friends may become lost in the shuffle and you may discover that you don’t need a big circle just a loyal few.
Here are a few things that I told them about starting the new school year. We can use this in our every day life.
Learn everything that you can.
Listen for the answers.
Be silent when needed.
For the fact, I work at night, I missed out on watching them walk out the door this morning. It was bittersweet. I did get the joy of having the house to myself.