If your future self could send you one sentence, what do you hope it would say?
If my future self could send myself one sentence—ONLY one—I would say, “Baby! Trust God!” I know it seems so simple, but I know this is the saying I would listen to. I know, because I’ve said it to myself almost daily for decades (have journal entries to prove it). Trusting God has gotten me through some crazy, sometimes unbearable times. Trust God has allowed me to step out on faith more times than I can remember. Trusting God has carried me through my fears and comforted me through my pain and tears. So, yes, “Trust God” is it!
Thanks for asking the question and reminding me of the mantra I’ve been living by my entire life (not just adulthood). I trust God.
Signed and sealed with love and gratitude,
Shaun♥️
**Originally published on August 11, 2026. Somehow ended up in my drafts.**
What’s one piece of travel advice you always follow?
Patience is something I always keep at the forefront of my mind when traveling. Whether I’m running behind (cause it happens), or unforeseen things happen (they just appear out of nowhere!), I always remind myself to be patient. There could be something I’m being protected from, or God just wants me to sit in that moment and take in everything around me. There are so many beautiful things to witness when we sit still.
Now, I’m not saying I’m always patient, but about 95-98% of the time I am, and everything works out just fine.
Two extra pieces of advice. Always carry cash (even if it’s only a $20 bill), and have snacks on hand—crackers, popcorn, nuts, trail mix, something to eat—because patience goes out the window when you’re hangry!😮💨
Anyhoo…
Those are my tips for traveling.
Oh… one more! Always keep an extra pair of underwear in your purse, backpack, or carry-on. Always!
What’s a chapter of your life you’d title “The Hard Years” — and what got you through it?
I would title my twenties as “The Hard Years” of my life. Actually, it all began the night I graduated from high school in 1991. I was 17 years old—just a kid.
That night, the guy who would eventually become my first boyfriend, showed up on his Kawasaki Ninja motorcycle, and life as I knew it changed. I spent those few years before my twenties and nearly the entire decade of my twenties on what seemed like a nonstop emotional roller coaster. During that time, I also joined the military and became a single mother. Honestly, life back then was just HARD.
So, how did I make it through?
1) Journaling– At the time, I had been journaling (keeping a diary) since childhood. I always wrote out my thoughts as if I were having conversations with God. Y’all, journaling got me through some tough times.
2) God– My relationship with God always remained constant. Even when I wasn’t at my best spiritually, I had faith that whatever I was going through would eventually get better. Don’t get me wrong, I probably cried the majority of my twenties, but I never lost faith in God.
3) Therapy– At 20 years old, I was smart enough to know I needed therapy and found a therapist at the base clinic. Even though I would spend the next several years crying and struggling, the coping techniques my therapist gave me were invaluable. I still use them today. Shout out to Ms. Elaine!
The hardest years of my life ended around age 28 when I had finished my second enlistment as an active duty airman. When I left active duty, I joined the reserves and enrolled in college. I would be lying if I said the tears and struggles stopped there, because they didn’t. However, life was far better than it had been, and it became even better in my 30s. Then my 40s hit and that was a whole-nother story! Smile.
Thank you for asking the question and allowing me to share. Wishing everyone a beautiful day!
Signed and sealed with gratitude and love,
Shaun♥️
**By the way, if you need a little inspiration or motivation to get you through the day, stop by Shaun’s Daily Inspiration.
When you were five, what did you want to be when you grew up?
When I was five, because I can actually remember back that far, I wanted to be a maid. Not a housekeeper, but a maid. I wanted to be like Florence Johnston on The Jeffersons. The reason I remember this so vividly is because someone asked me what I wanted to be, and my mom lost it after hearing my answer. She told me that she never ever wanted me to tell anyone that I wanted to be a maid. Now, if you know Florence Johnston, you know she was never the typical maid. She was anything but a maid. After that incident, I changed my answer to “a baby doctor” (pediatrician). It was a much safer answer.😂
I believe the word that best describes me is “Optimistic.” There’s so much happening in the world today that would make one wonder if there’ll be a tomorrow, yet I remain optimistic. There’s just something in me that won’t allow me to settle for the doom. I’m not saying that I’m not deeply moved and disturbed by the pain and suffering, because I truly am. However, I refuse to believe that brighter days are not ahead of us.
My charge to you is never to give up hope. Brighter days are ahead. Peace is ahead. A kinder, more loving world is ahead.♥️
If there were a biography about you, what would the title be?
Good question! Whatever the title, it would reflect my personality, me navigating through life’s adventures (every experience, whether good or bad, is an adventure of some sort), and my love for God and those closest to me. Here are a few—
“The Adventures of LaShaundrea B.: From Childhood to Adulthood”
“Living Serendipitously: The Story of LaShaundrea B.”
“In Her Own Words: The Journals of LaShaundrea B.”
I have thousands of journal entries dating back to the early 90’s, so my story is already written. It only needs to be published.
Bonus One:
“LaShaundrea B.: The Lover, The Dreamer, The Queen Mother.” Depending on what’s written and who does the writing. Now, that one would be good!🤭
I’m most happiest when I’m with my hearts—my children. I just love being their mother! Although they’re adults now, I still feel like a new mother when I’m in their presence. I soak up every moment we’re together. They’re my babies.🥰🥰
December 2022
Y’all, I can’t help but smile when I think about how blessed I am to be their mother. God actually believed they belonged with me. Me! What an honor.♥️
I’m only speaking the BEST—God’s BEST— over my future. So, three years from now, my life will be far better than it is today. God is already moving things into place as I write. A little move here, another there, and in three years, I’ll see the outcome of everything He’s doing today.☺️
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