Category: 65 and Counting
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65|🌻 How You Show Up for Yourself Matters
🌻 How You Show Up for Yourself Matters by Lady Flava It’s important how you show up for yourself. When you’re confident and secure in who you are, it’s much harder to get rattled. Of course, there will still be those unexpected moments—when life hits you sideways and you’re left wondering, “What just happened?” But even…
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65|🌻 Today, I Just Feel Grateful
🌻 Today, I Just Feel Grateful By Lady Flava There’s no grand story to tell today. No moment of crisis or conflict. Just… gratitude. I woke up this morning with a sense of peace—not because everything is perfect, but because I’ve finally stopped waiting for perfection to feel grateful. Grateful for the air I breathe. Grateful…
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Blog Challenge|What Am I Curious About
What are you curious about? 🌱 What Are You Curious About? (A Flava Reflection) Curiosity has always been a quiet companion in my life. It doesn’t shout—it whispers. I’ve never been curious about how to solve complex equations or break down scientific formulas. My mind doesn’t light up at data charts or algorithm patterns. But hand…
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65|H&W|🧠 “You Can Remember Every Detail of the Drama, But Not What You Studied?”
🧠 “You Can Remember Every Detail of the Drama, But Not What You Studied?” Reflections on Emotional Memory, Tests, and the Way Some of Us Process the World Have you ever found yourself piecing together a traumatic situation with perfect clarity—dates, emotions, conversations, even the way the air felt that day—yet struggled to remember information for…
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65|🌻 Weekend Vibes
🌻 Weekend Vibes “Sincerely, Jessica… the weekends are my time.” I don’t do much, and that’s exactly how I like it. There’s nothing fancy about it, but it’s sacred. It’s me in my tower—wrapped in quiet, wrapped in peace. No matter the weather, I love looking out my window with a warm cup of coffee in…
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Blog Challenge|My Nickname aka Lady Flava
What’s the story behind your nickname? 🌟 What’s the Story Behind My Nickname? — Lady Flava Some people are given nicknames. I became mine. I didn’t just wake up one day and decide to be called Lady Flava. She emerged. She evolved. She was born in a coffee house in Seattle… …and she became the heartbeat…

