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That's a Wrap!

It’s the last day of the year and as I sit here snuggled up on my couch getting my Carrie Bradshaw on, I begin to reflect on my 2018 journey. I’m super proud of myself and the lessons I’ve learned. Life is tough. There’s no way to sugar coat it but I know without a doubt I’m a lot tougher. This year has brought many tears, laughs, and blessings. I’m extremely grateful.
I began 2018 ending a relationship but, what I gained in returned was priceless. I’m not perfect by any means. Each day I add a little more tax to my value. Everyone isn’t fit to go to the next level with you and that was one of the hardest lessons to get through. That relationship hit a dead end and because of that I began focusing more on myself which I neglected to do while I was in it. That glow up was something real. I got myself back into church and therapy. I began living for me.
I gave birth to my second baby “Blogging With Breezy.” It was a vision I’d had for so long but too afraid to start. When the Lord says …

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas everyone! Love is definitely in air. The smile on my sons face this morning sure did make my entire day. I hope everyone got what they wanted this holiday season but is also reminded of the real reason for the season.
Last night before bed, my son stated he was sad. My heart fluttered a little as I asked why. He then vocalized how he was sad because he wasn't able to get me anything to for Christmas. I then told him that it wasn't gifts that made me happy. It's being loved, seeing his smiling face, being his mother, being around family and friends, and just being able to provide for him the way I have this year. He then gave me the biggest kiss and we said our good-nights.
My son knows who Santa really is and we celebrate the birth of Jesus while focusing on the spirit of Christmas overall. The gifts are just extra! My parents did an amazing job making sure that both my son and I had an amazing day. I appreciate the fact that they see my struggle and try t…

Tis The Season

Christmas is probably my absolute most favorite time of year. There’s just something about the brisk air, assorted lights, music, and closeness of family and friends. My son and I really enjoy going to my parents’ house to decorate the tree, eat Lebanese desserts and laying around in our pajamas all day. I’ve always said, “the whole world changes at Christmas.”
With that being said, it can also be a very depressing time for some who aren’t as blessed as we are. It’s during these times we have to remember that some people out here are facing major battles. Some are lonely with cold aching hearts. Some have allowed the season to be all about finances and the material possessions they don’t have – causing them to slip into a sunken depression.
It’s also during this time that families decide to bicker with one another and act bat shit crazy. Family will always be family and no one has the ability to pick and choose who they’re related to. Sometimes you have to let things go! People will be…

How I Began Blogging

They say the hardest part about doing anything is getting started. Imagine where you’d be if you just got started on that project you’ve been wanting to do around the house. If you started that diet you were supposed to start at the beginning of the year or enrolled in that class you’ve been wanting to take. Most times the only thing stopping you is you yourself. Get out of your own way and make room for your blessings. I had to give myself this same pep talk when I decided I wanted to begin blogging.
Ever since I could remember, I’ve always loved to write. I was the kid in high school who got excited about research papers and faked sick when it was time for a math test 😊 I’ve always known I was someone who had a lot to say and whenever I opened my mouth, I had peoples undivided attention. The same went for my writing. People have always told me “you’re really good with words.” One day it just hit me. As I was leaving work, my eyes caught the names on the front door of the dental off…

I Love You

Darkness sure falls early these days. I swear there isn’t enough hours in a day. As I tuck my son into bed, we say our prayers and kiss each other goodnight. The refreshing smell of shower gel lingers on his skin and reminds me in that split second that he’s still my baby no matter how old he gets. I inhale as I press my cheek against his and exhale all the days worries away. As I turn around to head for my room, I hear his innocent voice shout “I love you.” I smile, the way I always do with him and respond - “I love you more.” The projection and authority in his statement lets me know without a doubt that he means every word.
As I climb into bed, I feel a little emotional and my mind starts to wonder. This week has been one for the books to say the least. I begin to think about past relationships and how I felt when I heard the words I love you from previous partners. Thinking back, I never felt moved when hearing it. Like the words uttered from their lips went in one ear and out the…