Who’s Story Are You In?

I'm sure this is only a brief dance into this topic, but after my experience yesterday I felt it was important to remind us that our stories matter. Yesterday, it was strongly suggested that I should be working any job and should have never not been working. My health aside. Just a friendly reminder -... Continue Reading →

Is There A Playbook For This?

After physical therapy today, I wondered if I overshared. My tiredness and overdoing it from the weekend weakened my guard and my mouth just freely moved, my brain without a barrier. They hadn't realized my surgery was so recent, but the way they said it and the continued conversation, there was an understanding my surgery... Continue Reading →

I Am Capable

It all started with this phrase. I've had a rough time accepting help from people. The last few days, I've included the phrase "I am capable of..." and finished the sentenced with a word or a sentence. As all of you lovelies may have read on my blog, I've been working on my vibe. Like... Continue Reading →

Healing With Music

An aunt of mine passed away today. As my grandparents received the news that my Grandpa's sister was lost to COVID, I was in my room organizing things. I was making calls, a fire was lit in me to get things done. I was going to head out to the post office and then the... Continue Reading →

#pruvitcore4

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What Brand Do I Use: Ketones

Ketones. We're talking Ketones. Now, let me first say, I am a customer of Pruvit (see customer referral below). I am not a promoter right now. In the past, I've jumped on the wagon to be a promotor for companies. I decided to take a step back and not do that this time around. I... Continue Reading →

The Good of No Path

Today... So many good things happened in the first few hours of today. I stopped at the post office and picked up my mail on the way to physical therapy. I sat in the parking lot waiting for my appointment to get closer and tore open my envelopes. I cried. Every part of me felt... Continue Reading →

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