Paying Homage To Our “Fierce” Women #happywomensday


I am reposting to remind ourselves to love ourselves, each other, and take care always. Life is too precious.                         Enjoy your day! 

I would like to do a tribute for all of our women. We are fierce in our own special way. 💜

A fierce woman is:

F– Fearless, focused, and flexible.

I– Independent, inspiring, and intelligent; though intoxicating.

E– Elegant, enchanting, and empowered.

R– Repectful, romantic, and remarkable.

C– Classy, committed, creative, and compassionate.

E– Energetic, exquisite, and extraordinary.

There is so much to be said about us as women that I can’t named them all. We have a lot to give. Life begins with us, but doesn’t end with us. I salute the women before me, commend the ones with me, and let’s continue to pave the road for the women after us.🌹

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Not Taking Life Too Seriously #TuesdayTip

There are things I used to take so seriously that I would stressed over it. And the stress wasn’t good at all. I stressed so much that it has affected my health.

Now, I still take certain things seriously, especially if it is in my control. But, when things are considered important, I don’t let it just be. I influence those things in whatever way can.

Now, I still take certain things seriously, especially if it is in my control. But, when things are considered important, I don’t let it just be. I influence those things in whatever way can.

Taking life seriously doesn’t mean taking everything seriously. It means knowing what will impact your experiences in life, taking those things seriously, and shaking off everything else. It means taking seriously what is in your control and not stressing over things that aren’t.


Do you take life too seriously? Why or why not?

#Writing Is More Than A Gift #MondayBlogs

Writing is and has always been something that is embedded deep within my soul. It is something you don’t completely abandon—you’ll eventually come back to it—because it is a part of you.

We can look at writing as a gift because, in a way, it is precisely that. We share our writing with the world whether for monetary value, for free, or both; it is a “gift” that came from our hearts, minds, and souls.

I love it ever since I learned how to write and could put sentences together. And later pages that turned into a manuscript. Writing can also be a struggle because we all have those days where we may feel like we can’t seem to write a simple word or sentence down. Those long nights, the fatigue, distractions, you name it, can get the best of us.

Though, when you keep going, you’ll see what felt like the struggle had turned into quite a blessing to share with others. If writing is something you love doing, no matter what, keep going and go some more, and keep writing. Whatever it is, don’t stop because you may never know whose life you’re impacting.

Sidenote: I started a website some months ago that I’ve been working on: I’m still updating it, but feel free to look around. I also have started a newsletter I would love for you all to subscribe to by clicking here. It’s a different one I had before, and it’s a way you can stay up-to-date with my website.

Do you see writing as more than a gift?

March Writing Challenge: Day 1- Best Compliment I’ve Ever Received

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It has been quite a while since I have done a challenge, and I am glad to say that I am taking part in doing so with Marquessa and others who are doing the same. Do head on over to her blog and check out the 31 questions that you can do as well if you are interested.

For today’s challenge, the question is: what’s the best compliment you’ve ever received? Well, thinking about the compliments I have received over the years, I am not sure what was the best one, or hardly any. Other than, maybe… nice butt. Lol. Okay, all silliness aside, one of the best compliments I received was: “you are what matters, not what others think of you.”

It wasn’t really a compliment, but I took it as one because this person said it in a way that made me sit with myself and ponder on that.

I had issues with my image, always have, and I never believe I fit in anywhere. Not necessarily just image-wise, but because I tend to be weird or something. So, when I hear, “you are what matters, not what others think,” in the back of my mind, I can’t help but think what others do think about me.

If I would tell myself that I am a strong, Black beautiful woman, somewhere in my mind, I feel that society would do what it can to break and demean women who look like me. That’s how I feel. I can uplift myself and others, but society tends to have its own views about EVERYthing. And those times can make me feel angry and weary.

When receiving compliments in general when I would get them, I oftentimes wonder if the person meant what they said. Or, I’ll wonder why I was suppose to feel good about myself when a person thought they was giving me a good compliment about my weight.

There are times when men, especially the ones of my race don’t really care about you and will make you feel like you’re not worthy of much of anything. There was once this guy who “claimed” he loved me and such, the usual blah blah while dropping compliments a dime a dozen. Well, I didn’t believe him at first. He wanted more.

So, long story short, I found out he had a wife. He kept acting like he didn’t. It turns he was some conceited, narcissist, you know what type of guy who, according to him, wanted someone to help him build his business and be his mistress. That someone being a Black woman, and wanted the Caucasian woman (his wife) as his lover and everything that was supposed to deemed as good. As for Caucasian women, he and most others of the ethnic group want what they want because they believe Caucasian women are deemed more beautiful and better than getting with a Black woman.

These aren’t all men though. There are still some good ones out there…somewhere. Though he made me feel like crap with the things he kept doing. (Sorry I can’t tell the full story for several reasons.) I was left with his friends saying stuff about me when I broke away from him. So, yeah I think too much about what others think about me.

It’s nothing new to me to hear and see a Black man down-talk and mistreat a woman of his own race and only want to deal with them if he can get what he wants from them. It’s hard enough dealing with the backlash from the world with the ever-present crimes, hatred, poverty, corruption, etc and having to deal with what’s going on in your own backyard. Sometimes, times get so hard, and there are people who’ll use, mistreat, and hate you for no reason.

So, when I lift my head up and stand tall and do whatever I can to bring my spirit up, it’s because, for one of many reasons, I am fighting an inner battle that can be too much to handle. I and most women and men I look at, are warriors and we can get through anything we set our heart out to do.

Compliments can be wonderful if given from the heart, and it can be something that’ll make you feel emotional when you’re not used to receiving them. And, compliments can make you feel awkward too.

Above all else, take compliments for what it’s worth. They can be positive and uplifting.

Listen as your day unfolds
Challenge what the future holds
Try and keep your head up to the sky
Lovers, they may ’cause you tears
Go ahead release your fears
Stand up and be counted
Don’t be ashamed to cry
You gotta be
You gotta be bad, you gotta be bold
You gotta be wiser, you gotta be hard
You gotta be tough, you gotta be stronger
You gotta be cool, you gotta be calm
You gotta stay together
All I know, all I know, love will save the day
— Des’Ree “You Gotta Be”

Thanks for reading and let us know in the comments what is the best compliment you ever received. And/or how you feel about compliments.