Category: Flava is A Taste, A Style, A Feeling…What’s Your Flava
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Life|65|Seattle SuperSonics 🏀
🌻 Seattle’s Sonics: A Piece of Home Still Missing When I was a child and into my early 20s, Seattle had a basketball team — the Seattle SuperSonics. Watching the games with my family was part of life, part of home. Coming up, it felt like the Sonics were always around, always active in the…
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Life|65|My Work Senior Sister|Remembering Sheryl
Remembering Sheryl 🌻 The first time I met Sheryl was during my in-person meeting at Swedish. She greeted me with a warm smile, a raspy voice, and an energy that immediately felt like home. Later, I’d learn she was a smoker—but that didn’t matter. What mattered was that I had found another seasoned soul to…
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Life|65|When the Structure Changes Around You
🌻 When the Structure Changes Around You When I first came into this job, I was surrounded by great people. Many of them were young, but they were responsible, driven, and had their eyes set on clear goals. Alongside them, I felt balanced—we shared a sense of purpose, and I had a peer who, like…
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Life|65|Working At 65
🌻 Choosing a Different Direction at 65 At 65, I know what matters to me: balance, peace, and purpose. For decades I carried responsibility, led teams, and made sure everything ran smoothly. Those years shaped me into who I am today. Now, I’ve chosen a different direction. This job allows me to continue working with…
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Life|🌻 Asking Questions, Part 2: Finding Safe Spaces
🌻 Asking Questions, Part 2: Finding Safe Spaces As I’ve aged, I’ve noticed something: many young people seem to think they have all the answers—or don’t want you to think they don’t know. Seniors, on the other hand, sometimes aren’t sure what to ask, or who they should even ask. The truth is, asking questions…
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Life|65|Meet Lady Flava 6.5+
I Don’t Miss Who I Was, I Embrace Who I Am There was a time when Lady Flava was everywhere. It was like an addiction — half my choice, half because others wanted me to be involved. The work consumed me, but it was work I became good at and respected for. I thrived on…
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Life|65|A Perfect Saturday Wake-Up
A Perfect Saturday Wake-Up There’s something about Saturday mornings that invites us to pause and breathe a little deeper. Life moves at a slower rhythm, and if we’re lucky, we get to notice the small blessings that warm our hearts. 🐈⬛ This morning, I woke up and opened my eyes to the sweetest sight —…
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Life|65|When a Light Grows Dim
When a Light Grows Dim It’s a tender thing to witness — when someone you once knew as bright, joyful, and full of life becomes a shadow of themselves. I’ve seen it happen. A young person with a spark, who loved to share little joys and made people smile, suddenly shifting into someone withdrawn and…

