Doing laundry with my big girl Skyler while mommy goes to the gym…Our conversation went a little like this. “Hey Sky, make sure you do a good job folding.” Her answer: “Come on, Daddy – I’ve been folding since I was 5. Don’t you know me?” She just turned 6 in July. Lol.
I am a passionate, honest, and committed woman.
My vision for the world is one where everyone gets to put their passion into action, do what they love, and have the life they dreamed wasn’t possible. Race, religion or political views will no longer be relevant when everyone taps into their authentic self.
My definition of leadership is living that vision and taking everyone along with me.
My life philosophy summed up…People are always questioning me about my “credit score,” a “career,” “kids” and all the other false markers of success.😂 Yeah – I said it. 🤷🏽♀️
Success is whatever the fuck you want it to be! It is not the agreed upon socially accepted BS you were born into. Think about it this way. If you don’t like school for example… why are you going? Do what you want!! Do what makes you happy!
I’m doing what I love, I’m happy and I trust the process. ❤️
Affirmation: I am a Divine, Cherubic, Adorable Angel!
Goal: To embrace the the Christmas holiday spirit in NYC
- To research for 30 minutes Christmas Sites in NYC by December 6
- To go on an excursion to 2 or more Holiday Markets on two separate occasions
- Visit one Holiday Market by December 10
- Visit second Holiday Market by December 20
- To go on one or more Christmas sites of choice
- To visit one Christmas attraction by December 18
I went to view three open houses today for possible purchase around the Upper East Side! So much momentum…I love looking at charming apartments, whether it’s for rent or now to buy…
We spoke to the realtors and got a feel of the NYC market, which seems to be going down…as in, more of a buyer’s market, which is great…
Visualizing and living in a dream home is similar to floating cloud nine…underneath the puffy white covers…
What’s on my mind at a time of happiness? Just a bit before this year, I naively believed that a “9 to 5” job would always bring food onto the table, working hard is better than going back to school, spoiling the girl is the way to make her happy, living in a place that I called “our home”, and trusting in a woman that would not leave me. Then these lovely thoughts threw me into a lost pit. Somewhere I bumped into many walls to climb out of. Next thing you know, I stopped reaching out, and started to believe in only one thought – anyone could walk away instead, and let them go. Because that only person who will let you out of the pit is yourself. Life will lead you to the good people, and to be thankful at times like these. Moving away was a turning point. So, – Lindenhurst, I love you.
Craving one of those intimate heart to heart talks…the kind where I’m laying my head on his chest and he’s playing in my hair. And the conversation is engaging, expansive, passionate, enlightening, and pleasurable. One of those moments when I fight against sleepy eyelids, in hopes of extending the moment for as long as I can. Even the silence in every pause is savory and meaningful.
You got comfortable with fitness and gym life. You kept going to therapy, you planned a destination wedding, you married the human of your dreams, you got another promotion, you dealt with unexpected death and loss, you found greater purpose again, you sought mentors, you mentored others, you started writing a memoir, you finished the Aveda mastery series, you surprised your family with a trip, you survived having 4 toes operated on while walking, working and living in NYC, you piloted your coaching program…. you did pretty ok 😁 I love you and all your imperfections… cheers to 32 and a new adventure with your husband, coming soon… version 3.0: San Diego, CA!!!! .
Yep, that’s right y’all, we are relocating as of mid-September. On this birthday, I have given myself the gift of being brave and leaning into the truth of all that we want that isn’t available to us here in Brooklyn (yet)! SoCal here we come! Five weeks left at Parlor: I’d love to do your hair again before my last shift in Brooklyn!
Held a special art time with the birthday niece and her close friends. Wanted to inspire the next generation to love crafts…Then, the living room looked like a glitter explosion thereafter. Glitter sticks to everything!
Kit took my parents out for berry picking and we watched the fireworks at the beach. He chatted with them during the long car ride while I passed out, and paid for most expenses. Best boo ever!