As I learn how important it is to find myself beyond the umbrella of a role, I find that ink keeps me sane. I like to write my stories and share them with all of you, and sketching and crafting gives me peace in midst of all the parenting chaos.
If you answered yes to any above, then keep reading for a solution. *** Back in college, I was known to take detailed notes quickly during lectures, while friends opted to wait for someone to share a copy of lecture notes, fill an outline on a later date with...
Recently, I did something out of my comfort zone. I have been talking about self-care and writing a book on my social media and blog for so long that I been wanting to update my closest friends in person. However, I dreaded a “party”. I didn’t want the emphasis...
We are all short on time, and can’t juggle different sites and social media platforms. How do we decide where to invest? (Originally posted on https://medium.com/@chaoticsanityblog/picking-one-writing-platform-over-another-234c1a1c64fb) When you make writing a passion, you keep looking to grow your seedling. Not only does it require adequate sunlight and water, it...
With today being National Sibling Day, I think back to the day when I thought I was losing my only brother. My brother and I was extremely close; we spent lot of our youth years in same company. So, when I was getting married and moving away, I thought...
On his day off, the alarm buzzed, and he quickly jumped out of bed. With the hustle and bustle of grooming and dresser drawers opening and closing, she tossed and turned. Rubbing her eyes, she asked, “what’s going on?” He buckled his jeans and zoomed out of the room,...
Every one of us wants to strive to be better. We hunger for appreciation and success (whatever that means to you). We count our accomplishments with work we have done. But, what if all you do is clean, cook, and run errands. Every day. All day. And by...
Where would I go what would I escape when I come home boxes will greet and silent walls may whisper . No one waiting on porch or ringing my phone was that just dad looking out for me . It’s silent long road may lead to no where no...
Today, I stop depending on others to lend a hand or an ear . Yesterday, someone could have listened, paid attention and ask if I am okay . Tomorrow, I will not wait on anyone. I will carry my own weight for rest of the days ahead
It is so liberating to take the first steps to execute a plan on paper into action. Whether or not, I actually achieve the results I want to is not important, at least I can say I tried. Nobody accomplishes anything sitting on the couch and entertaining the idea...
Leaving my family and friends behind and moving to Louisville was extremely hard.
