Fall For You

The kind of love that opens you up and opens up to you.

I love fun nights, and it’s a language of love when my friends and I share our joy with each other. Sisterhood is a safe space; it’s a secret language about dates or joining each other on spontaneous nights that weren’t planned, but we find ourselves like water, going with the flow, living through nights and mornings we will always remember.

There’s something so special about friendship. When you don’t judge each other, you just ride the waves of life. It’s warm, and even though some of us may kiss a few frogs this summer, I love the playfulness of trying again. Rebuilding. Giving yourself the freedom to let go of your scarcity mindset and be one with the warm sweetness of the summer, sun-kissed skin, travel, and love. Real love. The kind of love that opens you up and opens up to you, loving you for exactly who you are.

I want to be honest with you: I don’t think we acknowledge the grief that comes with peace. The grief that we experience from living without _______. The grief we have with moving on.

I was laughing so hard, processing my life, and smiling at the fact that everyone around me may not be perfect, but we’re all searching for and creating beautiful things. And then I thought about my sister, our fun nights, the laughs I wanted to share with her. I wanted to share with her the woman I am today, at 32. Moments like the recent first date I had, it wasn’t all bad; we spent a couple of hours together, appreciating some of my favorite places. He just wasn’t my person. Even those dates make us accessible to being seen by the man of our dreams.

I think it’s important to note that even the soft life will have complex parts. We may find ourselves grieving even when we are happy, wanting more when we already have peace. It’s not only physical losses that are hard; sometimes spiritual ones occur. And this is especially true when unexpected shifts or storms distract us from living in harmony. Thank God we can always find our way back home to ourselves. Thank God that He still makes us available to love and be loved.

One beautiful day, you find yourself crying over your sister. You may think, Wow, I wish more people met her or my father because of how they impacted me.

Put your heels outside the window sometime, let your hair down, and let yourself be loved and spoiled by the people you may always see and those who are just here for summer nights, the ones you may never see again.

Then you’ll look over, smiling, and you’ll see your mother, your stepfather, your siblings, your family, friends, and even some of the low-lift relationships that were placed in your path to teach you something.

And then you’ll carry that loss with you, especially to those who are meeting you for the first time or the ones who chose you year after year. You will see that you are constantly evolving with old angels and meeting new ones.

Here’s to blooming in the summer.

Here’s to more laughter.

Here’s to expecting more moments that will take your breath away.

🌞 What I’m Loving This Week

A soft collection of what’s been filling me up lately.

🎧 Listening
– Taking Time to Date God – with Andy Allo (Deeply Well Podcast, hosted by Devi Brown)
– Morning Affirmations – CALM
– Turn the Page Your Promise is Still Good – Devon Franklin (YouTube)
– Break the Scarcity Mindset – Podcast

📖 Reading
– Dream Count by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

Coming next Sunday: we’ll revisit old stories you’ll love, a little something to hold you close until our new season begins. Happy Sunday!