Category: Sharing My Thoughts
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65|“When Forgiveness Has a Why—and When It Doesn’t”
“When Forgiveness Has a Why—and When It Doesn’t” By Lady Flava Forgiveness is such a complicated part of life. Some people say we have to forgive to heal. Others say forgiveness is for us, not for them. And I’ve learned… sometimes, both can be true—and sometimes, it’s not that simple. I remember when I finally…
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65|“Today, I Flowed.”
“Today, I Flowed.” Today wasn’t forced. It didn’t require a deep breath to get through. It didn’t ask me to dig deep or push hard. Today… I flowed. I woke up not really wanting to go to work — not out of fear or dread, but from a place of honoring how much I’ve been…
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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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65| “Not Forever, Just For Now”
“Not Forever, Just For Now” Protecting My Peace Without Closing the Door There are moments in life when we must choose space over confrontation, stillness over chaos, and self-preservation over explanation. This isn’t about holding a grudge. It’s about holding my ground—quietly, calmly, and with grace. Recently, I was faced with a dynamic that shifted…
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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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60+|Bridge Builder or Attention Seeker
✨ Punished for My Peace: What They Didn’t Understand About My Intentions For as long as I can remember, I’ve been someone who bridges gaps. Between patients and providers. Between coworkers who don’t know how to communicate. Between artists and the audiences who never quite saw their full worth. Between emotion and understanding. My gift…
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💻 From Poopsie to SereniKey: My Journey, My Tools, My Truth
💻 From Poopsie to SereniKey: My Journey, My Tools, My Truth For over two decades, Poopsie has been by my side. She was named by My Peace—the morning I packed up my life and pulled away from his home, heading toward the unknown that waited for me in Las Vegas. From that moment on, she…

