I stopped telling everybody what I’m working on. Sometimes you gotta shut up, put the work in, and let people find out when it’s already DONE. Everybody don’t need front-row seats to the building stage.
Compliments about your appearance are nice, but when someone compliments you as a person, the way you think, your laugh, your personality, and how genuine your heart is, that hits differently.
My main focus is me and my child, everything else is background noise. I'm in a season where protecting our peace matters more than entertaining distractions. What does not pour into us, build us, or benefit us does not get my energy. My priorities are my baby, our growth, and the life I'm creating for us. Anything outside of that can wait, because my attention is on what truly matters. Right now it's me and mine, and that focus is enough.
I really find it very attractive when people apologise for responding late, or when they tell you they are unable to talk to you, the skill of communication is just so attractive
Their final gift was repeating the same pattern one last time; not to hurt you, but to give you the clarity you needed.
To show you that no matter how much potential you saw in them, their actions revealed the person they were choosing to be.
Sometimes closure comes not from an apology, but from finally accepting what someone keeps showing you.”
Keep your problems smaller than your life. A flat tire is a flat tire. A bad meeting is a bad meeting. A canceled flight is just an extra two hours. These things become catastrophes when you let them. But they stay manageable when you remember the depth of your real life- the people you love, the work you care about, the beautiful years still ahead. Zoom out. Fit your reaction to the size of the problem.
— Unknown
I’m convinced when you rekindle a relationship with someone (friend, family, ex, etc), something will always resurface to show you why you should have left it burned and dried up.
Reality is, some people just don't align, and this was my last year letting my empathy for people keep me attached to what my discernment already rejected.
I think every woman hits that season where she's not angry anymore, just aware. You see people clearly. You move differently. You don't explain.. you just shift. That's maturity mixed with grace.