Category: 65 and Counting
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Life|65|When Self-Respect Speaks for You
True peace doesn’t come from proving your worth—it comes from honoring it. My self-respect speaks before I ever have to say a word. 🌻
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H&W| Mindful Movement in the Rain
🌧️ Mindful Movement in the Rain Simply Flava | Health & Wellness Chronicles This morning, I woke up slow. It was stormy and gray in Seattle — the kind of morning that makes you want to curl deeper into the covers and just listen to the rain beat its rhythm against the window. The trees…
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Thank You|🌻 To My Readers — Old and New
🌻 To My Readers — Old and New Every time I see a new name pop up in my subscribers list, my heart smiles. 🥰 Whether you’ve just joined me, or you’ve been walking beside me for months — thank you. Thank you for showing up, for reading, for pausing in your day to sit with…
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Life | Coming Home to My Peace
Coming Home to My Peace After a day of ringing phones, problem-solving, and pouring out care, I cross my threshold and exhale. My home is where the noise softens and my spirit remembers itself. Musty posts up at the window like a tiny security guard. Ghini shuffles close, offering that warm, wordless comfort only cats…
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Life|65|Reflections on Healing & Remembrance
🌻 The Warmth They Leave Behind Simply Flava | Reflections on Healing & Remembrance Sometimes love doesn’t disappear; it just changes shape. It becomes a blanket folded in a drawer, a photo glowing beneath a lamp, a tumbler on a shelf that still feels like a friend’s steady hand. When I pulled out Sheryl’s Seahawks blanket…
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Blog Challenge|I Would Dance
WordPress Daily Prompt: What’s something you would attempt if you were guaranteed not to fail. 💃🏽 If I Couldn’t Fail… I Would Dance If I were guaranteed not to fail, I would learn to partner dance. There’s something so magical about being able to read another person’s energy — to move together in rhythm, with grace…
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Life|🚣♀️ Practicing or Praying?
🚣♀️ Practicing or Praying? I meant to say the crew rowers were practicing — but honestly, from where I was sitting, it looked a whole lot like praying. 🙏🏽 Maybe that’s what practice really is — a quiet rhythm, a steady breath, and a kind of faith that if you keep showing up, you’ll find your…
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Life|Saturday Stillness by the Lake
☕ Saturday Stillness by the Lake It’s Saturday morning, and I just dropped Kiki off at her class. The air feels cool and calm — that kind of quiet only Fall seems to know. I’ve got my Pecan Crunch Oatmilk Latte in hand and a book I’ve been meaning to read — “Perfect Is Boring (And…

