In gratitude for friendships, old and new.
It took a year for me to understand what a black artist was trying to convey. I’m so glad I didn’t give up trying to figure it out.
I’ve begun a journey toward wellness. It was time to break up with my inner fat girl.
Today I present to the world my greatest masterpiece.
I’m just not a naturally enthusiastic exerciser.
Being absolutely present allows for pure joy to sneak in.
At least for an hour a week, there is peace.
Can we control how we will be remembered?
What’s the big deal? It’s just gray hair. Why can’t we all just agree that it’s really okay?