Grace, Love & Kindness + Life.

In 2016 I made the commitment to be committed. That if I was invited and I said I would go, then I would go. And for the most part, I stuck to it, pretty well. I also discovered the word "maybe" which was my go around... to making sure I was giving my best yes to something. I'm an introvert by nature. Actually, I call myself an “Outgoing introvert”. And when 2016 began I created a resolution if you will, that I would truly commit. As I said, I stuck to it pretty well. If the circumstances arose that I couldn't for emergency purposes... that was different. But I was notorious for saying I would, and then backing out. Back up to just before making that resolution to myself... at the end of 2015, Daniel and I prayed for a word that would carry us through the new year- for all of 2016. Something we would stand on and push through. This was new for us. But so was our commitment in listening to one of our favorite preachers, who did this tradition with his congr

The other day I saw a beautiful woman, who was a mother of 3 maybe child 4 with her, was hers too.. but for sure 3 of them. All boys. My heart sank because I knew how blessed she is. She was yelling at one of them to to wash their hands, glaring at one of them to sit down, all the while a baby was on her hip. The 4 th boy, oldest, clearly, sat quietly eating. Her hair was on top of her head, her sweatpants, probably should have been washed days ago.. her shirt with a brand new splatter of bbq sauce on it. She looked tired. But she was radiant. I don't know her, and regretfully I don't even know her name. But I was her. I am her. My boys are older, and there are only 3. But I was her once too. One of my 3 is a bonus son, who've I've been blessed with for the last 10 years of his 17 years of life. So he's mine too. God blessed us with these children y'all. Tired. Exhausted. Trying to fit into a smaller pant size but eating on the go. I know.