The rusty metal of the hanger seemed to beg for embellishment or at least that’s what I told myself.
I cut, wrap, and rework, remembering how my mom used to make wreaths for holidays and as gifts.
Moments like this one connect me to her in a positive way. I laugh to myself and thank God for the opportunity to see her from a different perspective, past, and present.
Diving through the feelings
Down deeper through the thoughts
Swimming in a sea of presence/ presents
What a life
I put my mental, physical, spiritual, and financial health first. Unapologetically.￼
I am honest about what I can and can not handle and I say no to carrying anyone’s burdens or stresses.
This does not make me weak.
When things seem overwhelming I take a moment to check in with God and myself reaching out to my support system if I need to.
I am not perfect by any stretch of the imagination and I release guilt for not always handling things “perfectly”.
I surround myself with unconditional genuine love and I thank God for it.
I have all that need.
Sometimes I wish you would watch your words as much as those screens you love so much.
Lucky for your ass the patience I ordered off Amazon just arrived.
Chitty Chitty Namaste bihhhhh