Broken But it still Works...

Gosh I Love my children. When you become a parent, you learn early on that their needs are important and must be met. However, balance becomes key in maintaining a level of sanity for yourself. 

I remember like yesterday when I began contemplating relocating. My daughter's father and I were beyond broken. Restraining orders, police calls, neighbors becoming involved, guns drawn: this environment was no longer safe to raise a little girl. And while I so deeply wanted to wallow in my feelings, I had to do what was right for her. 

While it may have seemed selfish to up and move over 1100 miles away, the whole time her safety was MY main concern. As I look back, I had become so stuck in my daily routines that I lost myself. I was so lost that I didn't know I was lost. I had gained so much weight and I carried a fake smile although I was so hurt on the inside. 

I was good at it too. Until one day, I finally broke. This was not what my life had become. I needed to find Me...Again

Slowly but surely I did. I left what was comfortable and familar to embark on My Journey, with Chelia as my main focus. 

When I learned the importance of my strength and tapped into it, I found all the courage I needed. I often wondered( and still do) was my decision to leave the right thing? 

I see the growth in both of my children( I now have a 3 year old from another failed relationship) and I know it was. 

Yes, they miss their fathers but in order for me to be sane and give them the lives they both need, I have to take care of me too. 

Today, my heart is with all of the dads, moms, daughters and sons who feel broken. When phone calls are not enough and the tears seem to flow, find the courage and strength to know that you're still loved and appreciated.

Visits become your only sense of connection and boy can that hurt. Wouldn't it be so easy for all the broken families to live in the same state and be one big ole happy extended family? Yea, NO. Lol

I have so many friends who have dealt with divorce and the common denominator is, the safety of the children and their sanity. 

Just because one person ( or 2 in my case) broke you, leave room for love to find you again. Will it take a while? Yes it will. Will you want to give up? Yes. But when you least expect it, love will find its way in and it'll be perfect. Not just for you but the children too. 

Broken still works and as long as it works that's the proof that the hurt didn't kill you. 

Signed, 

My Heart guides Me 

Sometimes you have to STEAL....

I love my family but sometimes, I Love being under this dryer so much more... There's no1 laying next to me taking all the covers, no snoring and Peace of mind. Don't front, Yall know you like stolen quiet moments to yourself. Where nothing even matters. 

My time at the salon is priceless. I get to kick up my feet, read a few magazines and actually check my emails ( and not feel bad). My time at the salon is reFreshing and it gives me energy for the weekend. Granted I have to drive a couple of extra miles out of the way but it's stolen me moments. And how about this, it gives me time to blog. 

Yeah, I know this is probably a pointless, meaningless blog today...

But hunni chile, these stolen moments gave me absolute life today!!

Signed,

Hey you, Enjoy this Saturday!! 

For MY Sisters

I haven't blogged in what seems like forever. You know, life has an extremely funny way of helping us to prioritize and focus on what's important. And then, it has a way of smacking us too. 

I love MY life. It's not perfect but I love it. Some days I'm entitled to be mad( and I am) and some days I'm just happy as happy can be. 

Lately, I've been practicing balance and making time for me. I'm so consumed with everything and everyone else that I was forgetting about me. If I'm not well nor happy then how can I make anyone else happy? I mean, I'd become so good at pretending until one day it hit me that, you're only fooling yourself because nobody truly cares if you're happy or not. May sound harsh but it's true. 

Today, I'm challenging my sisters. As I've listened to so many of my clients, sisterfriends and just women in general, the same message is resounding. If it's not bringing you happiness, let it go. If it makes you cry, dry your tears and let it go. If you can't afford it, don't front: let it go. 

If it's clouding your judgement, clear your mind and let it go. 

Let it Go

Let it Go

Let

It

Go... 

It's always so much more easier said than done but when you're losing sleep and pulling out your hair, yeah it's not worth it. 

Your IT can be anything. It's up to you to acknowledge what IT is and Let it Go.. 

In close, I love the liberty to blog and I love the ability to Let it Go!

I love Yall, 

Signed, 

I clean and throw it out!!