If it’s not my Facebook memories, past journal entries, or old notes found in random places, I can always count on my thousands of saved pictures to make me smile. And this one has me smiling.☺️
I have always loved the female RnB trio SWV (Sisters With Voices). In the early 90s, they were my favorite female RnB group until Zhané came along. Someone recently asked what album could you listen to from beginning to end without skipping a song, and in the 90s, SWV’s debut album, “It’s About Time,” would have been it.
Fast forward to 2016…
As you can see from the picture above, on March 17, 2016, I was listening to “M.C.E. (Man Crush Everyday)” by SWV. Baby, when M.C.E. dropped, I felt like my life had been revived. I couldn’t get enough of it! I was singing it all day, every day! I’m about to play it now and see what my son says. He was so tired of that song.🤭
This morning, I’m thanking God for keeping us through yesterday’s disastrous storms. I am so thankful, grateful, and blessed to still be here. I am also praying for those who suffered losses—and there were many losses. Lord, please send them peace and comfort as they navigate through the next few days, months, and years of grief and rebuilding. God, they need You. Amen.
This morning, I am also praying for YOU. I pray that you are healthy and doing well.🙏🏽
Treasure your gifts. Not gifts, as in talents, but the gifts—the people—God has placed in your life. They are irreplaceable and one of a kind. Whether for a season or a lifetime, God placed them in your life for a specific purpose that only they can fulfill. Never take them for granted. Life is much too short and precious not to treasure them.
As I mentioned last night, I was with my two hearts (daughter, 30, and son, 21). Words can’t even begin to describe the way I feel about them. As a child, I always longed to feel loved unconditionally and accepted for me. One of the things we talked about last night was me always dancing to the beat of my own drum. I never quite fit in, even when it came to my own family. I thought and moved differently. Not so differently that I didn’t blend in, but different enough to know I didn’t fit. Well, here I am 30 years later with two adult children, and I finally feel the love and acceptance I longed for. They’re not cookie cutters of me. As we often joke, we couldn’t be more different, but we’re so much alike. All three of us dance to our own beat, and we don’t judge. We embrace each other’s uniqueness.
Y’all, they are my gifts.🥰🥰
This was taken in January during my daughter’s 30th birthday weekend.
On another note—I know I never mentioned anything else about celebrating the 30–year breakthrough or rebirth I was experiencing leading up to my daughter’s birthday. I intentionally stopped celebrating when I noticed she had made her celebration mine. I explained to her that I had already lived and celebrated my 30th; the weekend and occasion were all hers. And we celebrated her! Yes, her birthday felt like a great release for me. I finally felt free to release myself from being a mother, provider, and caregiver to being me—a woman taking care of me.🦋
I pray you are treasuring your gifts. Also remember this too—something that took me far too long to realize—YOU are also a gift. Yes…YOU!
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