Category: Flava’s Coffee Time
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ASipOfFlava|Why I’ve Been Quiet
Not everyone understands why I’ve grown quiet. Why I’m not out and about. Why I’m not constantly calling or texting. Why I seem content inside my own space. But this season isn’t about disappearing. It’s about healing. Vegas was loud. Coming home was necessary. And rebuilding doesn’t require an audience. I’m not pulling away from…
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ASipOfFlava| I Miss Getting Dressed for Work
Two months at home… and I realized something. I don’t miss the phones. I don’t miss the commute. I miss the red coat. This Saturday A Sip of Flava is about healing, identity, and why sometimes getting dressed isn’t vanity… it’s vitality. ☕️🌻
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ASipOfFlava|Learning Not to Push Through
For years, I pushed through. Headaches. Nausea. Lightheaded days. Hot flashes. I showed up anyway. But this season is teaching me something different. Strength doesn’t always mean pushing through. Sometimes it means calling off. Resting. Letting a blog wait. Giving yourself grace. This Friday’s A Sip of Flava is about choosing Grace Over Guilt —…
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ASipOfFlava|Seattle Seahawks Parade 💙
Nearly a million people filled the streets of Seattle — and somehow, it felt peaceful. From the roar of the parade to the quiet of my living room, this Thursday’s A Sip of Flava reflects on unity, patience, and what happens when a city celebrates together… and gets along.
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ASipOfFlava|Calming Coffee ☕️
Some mornings don’t need fixing — they just need coffee, calm, and a steady spirit. ☕️🌻
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ASipOfFlava|MLK Jr Day
Some memories don’t fade — they deepen. This morning, I sip my coffee and reflect on a time in our history that shaped my understanding of courage, justice, and voice. From childhood memories to grown reflection, January 15th always calls me to pause, remember, and pray for a better future for all people. ☕🌻
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Real Talk|The Unfinished Rooms We Carry
As this year comes to a close, it’s time to take a walk through your inner house. Some rooms are finished. Some were never meant to be. And some are quietly costing you your peace. You are the cook in your kitchen. You choose what stays on the menu—and what no longer gets served
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Blog Challenge|When Am I Most Happy?
Happiness doesn’t look like fireworks anymore. It looks like warmth, peace, good coffee, love that’s stood the test of time, and moments that quietly settle into the heart. This is what joy looks like for me now—simple, honest, and deeply felt.

