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It's Our Anniversary


**Singing off key to the lyrics of Tony! Toni! Tone!....Do you know what today is? It's our anniversary, it's our anniversary!"
I seriously can’t believe today makes a year since I’ve launched this blog. Sharing my single mother journey with you has been nothing short of amazing. What once started as a thought is now my reality. I’ve exposed myself and inner thoughts with you all and it feels damn good to put everything on paper.

Blogging has been very therapeutic for me. It’s provided aid in some of my toughest times and given me the outlet I desperately needed. My HoneyBees are the absolute best and this blog wouldn’t have been as successful without you.  I’ve been super grateful to land in Feedspots Top 100 Best Mom Blog list and I look forward to what’s in store for the future. Blogging With Breezy has given me confidence I lacked before and served as a catalyst for me to pursue other projects and business ventures along the way.

What an amazing year! The best is yet to come and I’m so excited I get to share these milestones with you. I love you HoneyBees! Happy Blogaversary!!


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