A Taste of Flava ☕️🌻

I Drove Myself Today

This morning I did something simple…

but for me, it was big.

I drove myself.

It’s been months.

I didn’t rush it.

I got in the car, let her warm up, let me warm up… and I went.

My body felt every bump and bounce.

My hips reminded me they’ve been through something.

But I kept it light and steady.

And I made it.

I even got there 10 minutes early… like I do.

I went to my second physical therapy session today.

I had someone who understood how I talk… how I move…

and what my body has been trying to say.

We set expectations.

We made a plan.

On my dash, my Daddy was riding with me—

a purple turtle I bought the morning we buried him in 2016.

And hanging from my mirror… a rosary from my Mommy’s things.

Different pieces of my life…

but both with me.

I didn’t walk into this day alone.

And I came back to my tower,

sat down with something light to eat,

and let my body settle.

Not perfect.

Not pain-free.

But better than yesterday.

And today…

that’s enough.

— Lady Flava