Maybe She Was An Angel…

Have you ever had a friendly connection with certain people because of their energy and their vibe? They’re the kind of people that make you say, to them, “I love your energy!” because it’s what they pass along and spread to you. The next thing you know, you are in a good feeling because of them. These are the kind of people/friends you need in your life to have a positive life. That kind of experience happened to me last year.

Last summer, I would always see this elderly lady at the park getting in her miles a day. She’d always carry a stick with her and walk for what seemed like hours. She’d walk by me and smile a gentle smile everytime. One morning my car wouldn’t start. As I was sitting in the car she came up to me and asked if I needed help. I didn’t know the reason why my car wouldn’t start but she popped open my hood and told me my battery had died and that she would jump it for me. Relieved and embarassed at the same time, I thanked her. She went on to tell me the story of how she learned things from her husband and the good ole days. Moments later, a few minutes of chatting with her became an hour of laughing in conversation in the parking lot.

She told me her name was Lily and that she walks from 8am until 10am almost every morning. She told me she was in her seventies and that walking helped with her blood pressure and diabeties. I told her that my mom had the same issue and she said, “Yes, well she definitely needs to start walking.”

Later, I ended up getting my mom to walk with me and she started to feel brand new and was glad I talked to her into it. Had it not been for Mrs. Lily my mom wouldn’t have gotten the courage with me to walk. (I had been asking her for years to go on walks with me lol)

A new year came and I had gotten a new car. I would continue to go to the park and inhale the fresh air over the cascading lake, but my sweet Mrs. Lily was no where to be found. I would say a silent prayer that she was okay and that I’d meet her again one day. One evening as I was walking, I was hoping I’d walk by her. (I was losing hope that I ever would see her again.) Somehow, I noticed a lady that looked like Mrs. Lily, but she was thinner and had a grey afro. She smiled at me with that familiar gentle smile and I gasped saying, “Mrs. Lily?! Is that you?” 😊 I was so happy to see my friend again and she was happy to see me too. I explained to her how I always hoped to see her again and she told me she started coming to walk at 6am with a few friends. We caught up for a few minutes, but I really wished it was longer. We said our see you laters and went our own way…hoping to have another friendly encounter with each other again. That was the last time I saw her and I’ll never forget her. I wish I had asked for a way to stay connected with her, but I didn’t want to seem creepy lol

I would question if Mrs Lily were an angel because I never ran into her anymore since then. She had this grey hair like white snow and had that grandmotherly feeling. Sometimes just talking to her instantly made me vibrate high and she was filled with high vibrational energy. Well, angels are known to vibrate high. Unfortunatly you never run into these people again and sometimes you do.

Why is that?

No one knows.

Maybe she was an angel. 😇

I’m A Flower Still Waiting To Be Given Flowers…

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💐Okay so I can imagine all the weird facial expressions that people would give me when I told them I’ve never received flowers from a man before. I’ve had people tell me, “Yeah right. You lying!” but honestly I’m not. sips tea ☕😂 By the way, tulips are my favorite flowers. 😊 So I guess I’m just a bit old fashioned, huh? I love nice things, but the little gestures means so much. Receiving a text that says “Good morning baby, good morning queen.”  is the closest thing to receiving flowers sometimes.

The feeling of importance and being on someone’s thoughts is just like virtually handing me flowers. I get all giggly and roll around in bed whenever I’d receive a morning text. I can only imagine what it will be like when I am gifted flowers 😂. Sigh. When dating, I never ask a man because I wait to see if he will so I am waiting 😂 (or hinting. Lol)

Not sure if men still think flowers are a sweet gesture because times have changed. I love flowers because I enjoy gardening and growing flowers. Flowers remind me of a beautiful woman that’s rare to find. They should be cared for and nurtured, they’re delicate and they attract bees and butterflies (just like women attract men and are pursued.)

The sight and smell of flowers always uplifts my mood and they are so naturally beautiful within and out. It’s amazing how something created from God can grow from the earth and just be a simple expression to save a relationship at times. Not many women care about flowers as much as I do, I’m told. I was told that some men don’t believe in giving flowers anymore because they think all women want material things. 

 What I am saying is, while I don’t mind being spoiled, a bouquet of flowers makes me happy. 😊 I know I could have just asked guys and had them given to me, but I don’t want to to ask for special moments like that. I want whom ever I’m with to just surprise me and catch me off guard. I love surprises!! 😊 I used to feel like a misfit because so many girls and women have already experienced that moment and here I am at age 34 still awaiting like a 15 year old at a sleepover ; giggling about what her first kiss will be like lol

The good thing about it is that who ever gives me my flowers will be the first, making him someone to stand out than anyone from my past. 😊

I’ve had guys tell me they would have given me flowers but it was usually the ones I wasn’t interested in lol (topsy turvy, huh?) lol My best friend told me that his girlfriend is 35 and that he was the first to give her flowers. Everyone has their season or flower season. Everyone has their once in a life time moment that happens on it’s own without force.

I remember thinking, how is it that they call me I’m beautiful but I haven’t received flowers yet? I’d be thinking, ‘Is there something wrong with me?’ Hahaha but no, there is nothing wrong with me and I don’t want any other woman to feel that way either. I see it as God holding off on that moment so the man meant for me will show off. God saves things that are meant to be special for you for the special person and at the special time. Just as when you have to wait until Christmas to open your amazing gifts, it will feel more special. I have a bucket list of things I am still waiting to do that I haven’t experienced yet with a man and I know it’s a sign from God that those moments will be shared with the one I may marry …making it the best!!!!😉

So raise your glasses and make a toast 🥂 for knowing that your inexperience is a gift awaiting to be unwrapped. ..

For the moment, see yourself as a flower awaiting to be sniffed by a handsome and rare bee. 🌺🐝

To Be Envied Or Inspire..

To be envied or to inspire??..that is the question. I had a girl told me she used to be jealous of me and I was a bit surprised.. Honestly I’d rather inspire people than to be envied. If people are envious then you have no friends and I only have a few…. always wanted a big group of positive girlfriends. I feel if we inspire others then there will be no room for envy because people will be motivated to become their best self. Your energy will light theirs up just from yours being bright.  Ever been around certain people that just made you feel an energy boost just from being around them? That’s what you should feel and who you should be around.

If not, be the one to help them feel positive by first working on yourself and becoming your greatest version.

When I’d find out someone felt that way I’d be like “There is no need to be if you knew all the sad things I overcame.” I am thankful I can use that to motivate others. God kept me and I am still here.  Be thankful. Smile. Love. Focus on what’s best for you in this life you have. 🙃🌞 Life is too short. Great memories last longer. Make them.

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It’s The Most WONDERFUL Time Of The Year..(or busiest?)

How many more gifts do I have to wrap? After surviving a busy evening of traffic in the pouring rain, my head feels as if someone smashed it with a hammer. 🤦‍♀️ (Oh, I am so dramatic. Perhaps it’s the author in me.)

Yoooo!!! Do not get me started on how jam packed Wal Mart was. Ya girl will not go there again in pouring rain in busy traffic during the holidays. 😂

I’ll take a break and finish up my business stuff. The kids (niece and nephew) are obsessed with watching Home Alone 1 and 2 since yesterday and last night. I have seen Kevin order cheese pizza pranking the pizza guy, put super glue on the burglars head and got lost in New York. Lol

My 6 year old nephew has been running into the sofa pillows like a football player whilst singing Frosty the Snowman.

My mother is fussing in the kitchen at her cakes she is baking because she wants them to be perfect.

Oh, and my 14 yr old niece now has a ton of curious questions about Santa Clause.. yes it is the most WONDERFUL time of the year 😂

I challenge you all to enjoy time with family and friends because this is the moment to reflect on being thankful. So besides my ranting of a busy headache, I am so excited to have my family.

I am overjoyed to see the kids into the Christmas spirit; this makes it the most wonderful time of the year!!!

Ladies, Start Your Self Love Journey: THIS IS MY STORY..THE GOOD AND THE BAD OF HOW I GOT TO WHERE I AM ❤

Women always ask me how do I manage self love and confidence. Girl, it took me some years! 🙂 Lol I was NEVER EVER as confident as I am today. I grew up as a energetic child always having fun and competing in pageants, school plays and played softball. I was a creative child who always received support from my family so that is where the root of my confidence started. This is why it’s important to support and encourage children so they can grow up always having a passion to acheive.

In junior high school, I would always get bullied and it would lower some of my confidence. This is why it’s important to be around positive or friendly people.

My REAL self love journey started in 2012 after surviving a 2005 sexual assault incident while in college; which would lead to self abuse in my early 20s. Although I would accomplish so many great things, it would steal so much of the confidence I grew up with. I would think it was impossiable to get it all back. So this is what I did. It took me 7 full years to recover from mental pain and then another 7 years to re build my self love. It took me 14 years to get to where I am today. :O

I am thankful that I am also able to inspire other women and preach about the importance of loving yourself and knowing yourself.  Just bc you say someone is beautiful and you might be hating on them, you don’t know their story. lol You don’t know what they went through. I believe some of the greatest people are the ones that survived the storms and did amazing things afterwards. Never let your trials defeat you. I challenge you to focus on repairing from your pain and then start a self love journey. ❤ Not everyone is perfect. Trust 💯 If I can do it, you can do it.
-ReNita XOXO 💋