Category: My Life
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Blog Challenge|🖤 When Time Stopped: How the Pandemic Changed My Perspective on Life
How do significant life events or the passage of time influence your perspective on life? 🖤 When Time Stopped: How the Pandemic Changed My Perspective on Life By Lady Flava They say time changes everything—but some moments in life don’t just change you… They crack you open. They demand reflection. They force you to see what’s…
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H&W|Hey… We Tried: A Day in the Life of Real Healthcare
Hey… We Tried: A Day in the Life of Real Healthcare By Lady Flava Some days at work flow smoothly. Others? They spin like a record on the wrong speed—and somehow, you just keep dancing with it. Today was one of those days. It started with one patient. One appointment. One family visiting from out…
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Blog Challenge|”Was Today Typical? I Showed Up Anyway.”
Was today typical? “Was Today Typical? I Showed Up Anyway.” This morning, I didn’t want to go to work. Not because of fear… but because the peace I’ve been working so hard to protect didn’t want to be disturbed. But I went anyway. Was today typical? I guess that depends on how you define typical.…
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“It’s Tuesday: When the Universe Says… Good Luck!”
“It’s Tuesday: When the Universe Says… Good Luck!” Have you ever had a day where things just don’t flow — and you can’t even explain why? Welcome to Tuesday. Now, I’ve heard people complain about Mondays — the dread, the sluggish start, the coffee not hitting fast enough. But Tuesday? Tuesday is sneakier. It’s the…
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65|65 and Counting… and Restless
65 and Counting… and Restless It felt like a long day at work. Yes, I was bored. Now I’m home, and somehow time feels like it’s dragging in slow motion. Maybe the Universe is whispering: “Shave your legs.” “Take those dinner dishes downstairs.” “There’s an itch you can’t quite scratch—go figure it out.” I could…
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Blog Challenge|Description of Lady Flava
How would you describe yourself to someone? 🌿 How Would I Describe Myself? My father was a first-generation Japanese American, born in the United States. My mother was the only child of a German immigrant—first and only generation, born here as well. I was raised in the Black community of Seattle, Washington, attending predominately Black…
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Thinking Out Loud|No One Is Normal
💭 No One Is Normal A Truth That Sets Us Free We grow up chasing something called “normal.” Act normal. Look normal. React normally. Learn the way everyone else does. Don’t stand out too much—but don’t fall behind either. What no one tells you is… No one is actually normal. We’re all just performing. Some…
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