A Taste of Flava

My Blog Is a Time Capsule

Lately I’ve been thinking about something that makes me grateful for the time I spend writing.

My blog has quietly become a time capsule.

When we move through life, most people only see certain versions of us.

Our children know us as mom.

Co-workers know us as the person we are at work.

Friends know the side of us that shows up in those relationships.

But very few people ever see the full interior life of a person.

They don’t always see the thoughts we sit with, the way we process experiences, or the lessons we slowly learn along the way.

Life moves quickly.

People see what we do, but they don’t always see how we think.

That’s what writing has given me.

When I sit in my tower and write, I’m sharing the parts of myself that everyday life doesn’t always reveal.

My reflections.

My lessons.

My faith.

The way I process life as it unfolds.

Sometimes I think about my children.

They know me as their mom, of course. They know my love for them, my personality, the way I show up in their lives.

But someday, if they ever want to truly understand how their momma thought about life, they can come here.

They can read my words.

They can see what I was learning, what I was reflecting on, what I believed, and how I was growing during different seasons of my life.

They can see the quiet moments that don’t always show up in everyday conversations.

And maybe someone else, someone I never even met, might stumble across one of my posts one day and recognize a feeling they’ve had themselves.

That’s the beautiful thing about writing.

It travels beyond the moment it was written.

So yes… my blog has become a time capsule.

A place where pieces of my thoughts, my heart, and my life will remain long after the moment has passed.

A little piece of me for others to experience.

Now… and later.

— Lady Flava 🌻