Podcast Picks – November

Podcast Picks – November

I'm fairly new to being a podcast enjoyer. I've known what they are, of course, for some time now but I never really listened to any. I certainly never imagined I'd be following several, and looking for more to add to my rotation. So, since I'm really digging the medium, I'll be sharing my "Podcast [...]

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SHINE

SHINE

Friday was an emotional roller coaster. Somehow, several big lessons were packed into one relatively short span of time. I try to be intentional in my interactions and authentic in my conversations. BUT, I also have anxiety. ⬆️CLICK PIC TO READ MORE⬆️

Girls Night Out – Houston Strong presented by MsIndependent

Girls Night Out – Houston Strong presented by MsIndependent

There where so many fun things to see and do. I am glad that I was able to attend the fourth installment of their #GirlsNightOut event series. Graciously, Erin changed the theme at almost the last minute to accommodate and encourage attendees to make donations to those in our area impacted by Hurricane Harvey. Thus, Houston Strong became the theme for this event. ⬆️CLICK PIC TO READ MORE⬆️

Three Quick Tips For Encouraging Yourself 

Three Quick Tips For Encouraging Yourself 

Today is #NationalDayOfEncouragement & this blog post is for anyone who feels hesitant to knock on opportunity's door. The doors that are for us may not always be as pretty as the one pictured with this post. Sometimes they'll be disguised as hard work or patience, but BE ENCOURAGED! Everything you desire is right on the other side of persistence and perseverance. You got this! Here are three quick tips for encouraging yourself, even when it's hard.  ⬆️CLICK PIC TO READ MORE⬆️

Why I’m a Bit Jealous of my Kids Today 

Why I’m a Bit Jealous of my Kids Today 

My hunky husband took our boys to the park yesterday evening. He snapped some pics from their guy-time. They're gorgeous, my big man included (even though he's not pictured, obviously). Happy Liberian Independence Day to them! So glad that my mini-kings get to grow up connected to their Dad's West African roots. He lived there, in Liberia, as a kid and still has family there. I am so looking forward to teaching our sons about their heritage. In a way, I'm also a bit envious. I know it's horrible to be jealous of your kids, but hear me out. ⬆️CLICK PIC TO READ MORE⬆️

3 Reasons Why Speaking Up About Infant Loss Is So Important

3 Reasons Why Speaking Up About Infant Loss Is So Important

Everything about Infant Loss is tough. I know. I was there. Speaking up about this extremely difficult experience, thankfully, can help. I learned that the hard way. Here's what I mean. After I lost my first child, I lost myself a bit. My usually very vocal bright light dimmed to a dull, quiet, barely-glowing flicker. I did not really talk about it. I certainly did not deal with it. I tried to bury my pain under the busy-ness of my business. I masked my anger with silence, which eventually bled into other areas of my life. My voice was all but gone. I pushed people away and isolated myself. I stopped celebrating. I just stopped. My interactions with people were merely shallow, yet cordial, routine and programmed responses. On the outside I may have looked okay. I was anything but on the inside. Until one day when I'd finally had enough. ⬆️CLICK PIC TO READ MORE⬆️

Stronger Than Cake

Stronger Than Cake

My Dad's Birthday was a few days ago. My brother did a great job, and gifted Dad a new BBQ pit. Typically Dad is kinda difficult to shop for, he never asks for anything much at all outside of quality family time. Before he knew about the BBQ pit, he'd said that all he really wanted was one of Mom's chocolate cakes. Now, you should know that my family has a bit of a reputation. We have been called "the dessert family". My Mom's peach cobbler has incited stampedes at family and church functions all over the world. Growing up, it was just a thing. Wherever we were, whether living on a joint military base in Mons, Belgium or an Air Force Base in Northern California . . . Mom's duty was cobbler. ⬆️CLICK PIC TO READ MORE⬆️