—-I want to live in the present moment.
Every. Single. Moment.
***Here is my friend, Nikki’s, letter to her daddy in Lebanon as told by the beautiful, Jodi Aman. I love both of you so much. Thank you for allowing me to be a small part of this platform for love, encouragement, transformation, unity, & support.***
—Ever have a month without muse, without words, without poetry, without soul?
Well, I’m having one of those months, my darlings.
So, I shall post random, irrelevant things that make me smile hugely and fully.
~I am somebody with a purpose who desires to tell her story.—Kim Sisto Robinson
I. Am. Somebody.
I am the daughter of a high school dropout, a stay at home mother, a chocolate chip cookie maker, a hugger, a mouth kisser, a Jesus lover, and she adored me before I inhaled my first breath. At 16 years old, I became her Master Class. And she became my hero.
The moment I experienced gratitude is the moment my healing started– Kim Sisto Robinson
I distinctly recall somebody during my mad, suicidal stage after Kay’s murder making this comment— “You should really consider your blessings.”