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Things I want my daughters to know about friendship.
Things I want my daughter to know about friendship: 1. Not everyone is going to like you. It’s okay. (I know it won’t always feel like that’s true, but I promise it is). 2. Not everyone is going to invite you. That’s okay too. 3. You’ll never regret kindness. (Never ever). 4. If you constantly…
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So, I have anxiety.
So, I have anxiety. I’ve always had it I think. There have been seasons that it’s come in waves so strong and fast it knocked me off my feet. There has also been seasons of unexplainable calm and peace. Sometimes anxiety feels like all my senses are turned up too high. Every noise is too loud.…
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NEW BOOK! I’ll Be There (But I’ll be Wearing Sweatpants)
***Friends, I’m so excited to announce my first book! I’ll Be There (But I’ll Be Wearing Sweatpants) is about finding un-filtered, real-life friendships. There is a special pre-order deal right now which includes: A sneak peek of chapters 1-2, a preview of the companion workbook (which is amazing!), AND a downloadable “Let’s Get Together” girls…
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The Answers to 10 Common Questions About Racism
As a black woman influencer in America, my inbox has been flooded with questions about racism in the last weeks. My heart is heavy from current events, but the people waking up, asking questions, and fighting for change gives my family and I hope. I’ve made a list of the most commonly asked questions and…
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Dear Kids, Please slow down
Dear Kids, Please slow down… I looked at you in the kitchen this morning and I caught my breath. You’re growing up. I’m not sure when it happened. Just yesterday I was rocking you in my arms and smelling your milk kissed skin. Just yesterday I was swaddling you in my favorite blanket and you…
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If ever there was a time to stop pretending…it’s now.
If ever there was a time to stop pretending, it’s now. I mean we’re all growing eyebrows like Johnny Rose anyway, might as well let everything else hang out too. Bring on the love handles, the grey hairs sprouting like invasive species along my part, and the buzz cut my husband keeps swearing he’s going…
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They Call You Daddy
They call you Daddy. You are their wrestle partner, their safe place, their protector, their adventure guide, and their identity giver. You are their chore teacher, their constant encourager, their “I believe in you”, and their “come here I’ll keep you safe”. You are the voice that says “you can do it”, “push hard”, and “try…
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We can’t be lazy friends.
Can I be blunt? We’ve gotten really lazy with friendship. We’ve put friendship right at the bottom of our laundry pile along with the pants we haven’t seen since December. We’re almost always too busy, too tired, too overwhelmed, too behind, and too scheduled for anything else (and I get it, believe me, I do).…
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I want to be a come-as-you-are friend.
I want to be a come-as-you-are-friend. I want my friends to come as they are when we’re together. Rough day? Haven’t showered in a week? Going through something hard? Not feeling yourself? Perfect. Come as you are. I want my friends to know they don’t ever have to censor themselves around me. You don’t ever…
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Dear Kids, When I’m not myself…
Dear Kids, I haven’t been myself this week. I’ve been more uptight and snappy than I should be. I asked you to be quieter when you were just laughing and having a good time. I sent you to the other room to wrestle even though I usually love it when you play. I got mad…