February 2023 High/Low

 Just because you pray for something doesn’t mean you will receive it.

-T. D Jakes

The month where we celebrate love and Black American History started out “bleh.” My finances were in shambles, I was stressed out about the upcoming project I’m working on and the outcome and I was filled with hopelessness. 

I’m grateful for all that I have and all I’ve been given. I approached things day by day, trying not to think too much and just focus on the task of the day. 

The rest of the month was filled with taking time out from surface level relationships, being stressed out, waking up at 5 am to do Yoga or Pilates, working, being distracted while I work on my upcoming project, going on solo brunch & movie dates and running on the weekend while hoping for a miracle.

This month ended with me trying again on the only thing I thought would make my life fulfilled; I got a chance to drive down to Charleston and hang out with my bestie. Then God reminded me through Doc Hero and Miss 2 degrees (nicknames I’ve given my baby sisters) that I’m loved and there’s hope even if reality says otherwise.

This month I was reminded of something my 2nd oldest brother told me last summer: remember our origin story. In the midst of everything that I have experienced these last several years, especially last year, I have forgotten how far I have come. How much my life has changed for the good. Change is not linear nor fast pace, but it happens. Autumn becomes spring and spring will later become summer. Things get better. 

Closing remark,

I will not let my mind be occupied with negative thoughts of things that have happened or have not happened yet.

~xoxo