Grief & My Favorite Number
The number 16 is my favorite number.
My birthday is on the 16th.
Alex’s birthday is on the 16th.
It represents double new beginnings (8+8)
And. Takes a breath.
It is the date we buried my father a year ago.
A year without him has been an emotional roller coaster.
Leading up to May of last year, I was beginning to see a glimmer 🤏🏽 of hope while recovering from a chronic illness.
It felt like 🥊🥊 when Alex called me that night to tell me of my father’s passing.
Some days I couldn’t figure out if the feelings of fatigue, anxiety and depression were from the illness, mourning the loss of my father or both.
Some days those feelings collided. I honestly had to come up with a system. If I managed to get dressed, have on my 3 pairs of earrings and some makeup, I accomplished something. 🤷🏽♀️
Now, if I did those things and got out of the house. I’m winning on those days. 🏅
What has helped.
✨Sleep
✨Essential oils (lavender, spearmint & eucalyptus)
✨Crying freely
✨Realizing grief shows up in various ways.
✨Therapy
✨Journaling
✨Being gentle with where I am.
✨My faith
✨My village
✨Tending to my plants.
The Lord will perfect that concerning me.
And sooner or later…
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Thankful Thursday 🌸
It's A Thankful Thursday 💜
Today, I’m reflecting on how creativity can become a form of healing. What started as a simple idea has unfolded into something deeper — a journey of rest, reflection, hope, and becoming. Through every season, even the difficult ones, God has continued to show me that light can still exist in the night.
This season feels different. Softer. More aligned. More hopeful. And today, I’m especially thankful for the reminder that we do not have to rush our healing, prove our worth, or shrink who we are to move forward. One breath, one prayer, one moment at a time… we are becoming. ✨
Nothing To Prove
Somewhere between grief, healing, voice notes, vision changes, and learning how to create differently… something beautiful happened.
What started as trying a simple AI prompt a few days ago became a full coloring journey built around the framework:
Rest. Reflect. Respond. Release. 💙
And as I created, I realized something:
I wasn’t just making images.
I wasn’t just making images.
I was watching my healing become visible. 💞
There was a season after illness where reading hurt, screens were difficult, and writing felt far away from me. So to now sit and complete a project of this magnitude feels like nothing but God. 🙏🏾
And maybe that’s why the phrase “Nothing to Prove” keeps showing up in my hands, in my spirit, and throughout this process.
Not because life has been easy.
But because peace no longer has to be earned.
But because peace no longer has to be earned.
Your voice. 💞
Your vision. 💞
Your victory. 💞
Your vision. 💞
Your victory. 💞
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