Freedom of speech does not equate to freedom from the consequences of what you say.
Honestly what happened to the golden rule? If you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything at all.
#CharlieKirk#FreedomOfSpeech#America#Constitution
Life had been hard but I wouldn’t change anything; pregnant at 40, divorced shortly after, moving halfway across the country near family, and welcoming another sweet baby girl. Change is the only constant. The world will keep moving, and you must change with the ebb and flow.
Finally moved into a place in my home town! Now just to unpack. I don’t know which is harder while pregnant, packing or unpacking…either way I need to nap for a week. 🤰🏼
#DivorcedMom#pregnant#happilysingle#Peace
Well. I have moved back to my home town and am staying with my brother and his wife. Life as a single pregnant mom isn’t easy, everything tends to hit harder. Did I lock myself out of the house and have a good long cry sesh? Yes, yes I did. It’s cathartic I guess. 🤷♀️🤦♀️
It’s so nice to be with family again. It reminds me of how much I actually missed them these past 22 years. And being in my hometown is so nostalgic, my soul needed this move. ❤️
#home#family#happysoul#experiencelife#newchapter
I can’t wait to move and set back up my art area. I miss painting, it’s my only outlet. I just need some music playing and a brush in my hand right now. Am I a great artist? No. Do I love it? Yes.
#art#painting#movingon#NoValentine#singlebaby#ILoveMe 😉
Mentally exhausted today. Looking for a rental house states away is not easy, especially when hardly anything is listed online. I have such a headache. I have to keep telling myself it’ll be worth it in the end…so much stress.
#rentals#stress#moving#done#ugh
I know being alone is the right decision for me because it scares the shit out of me. If it was easy, it’s probably not the right choice. Only the hard things you have to work for have the most meaning in life.
#single#imgood#newlife#momboss#freaky40s
I really miss my dad. He passed away about two years ago now, but it still feels like yesterday. I miss his laugh and big hugs. I miss talking to him and telling him my troubles. Loss really never gets easier, my heart hurts so much. Appreciate time with family, please. 💔
After all the hurt I’ve had to deal with since I was 18, I am choosing to be selectively single. Do I believe in true everlasting and unconditional romantic love? Short answer…no. There’s always betrayal, unfaithfulness, and utter bullshittery. I’m happy by myself. I trust me.