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If we were having coffee, what would you tell me? I would tell you that

When Grief made itself comfortable in a chair during dinner, I would’ve told you: Hope does not exist. (Someone once told me that hope doesn’t exist. Because, according to them, it can’t be measured.)  Do you believe in hope? The thing is, Hope has so many definitions. Someone else shared this quote with me: Hope has two beautiful daughters: their names are anger and courage. Anger that things are the way they are. Courage to make them the way they ought to be (this quote is by Saint Augustine). All that time before the pandemic started, I thought I’d been as courageous as I’d ever been. You already know this: I moved to another state—470 miles away from the people I love the most (and who most love me). I did what my heart wanted me to do.  It’s the type of thing I do when I run away from the things I don’t want to face. I don’t regret it. As a matter of fact, I’m sad my adventure ended so soon. Do you …

Something different

Something interesting happened to me the other day. A tiny little green turtle made its way to my foot when I was walking at the park. My family and I stood there observing the tiny turtle making it’s way down the road. It was one of the most beautiful things that has ever happened to me. Things like this mean a lot to me. They hold deep meaning. I stood there watching this tiny little turtle make its way to my foot. In this case, the turtle reminded me of pace. How sometimes it takes you a while to learn, to grow, or to be honest with yourself. And that’s totally okay. There comes a time when the life lesson or growth or clarity is right in front of you, and you just can’t keep running away or hiding away from it. You have to confront it, even if it means losing, even if it means being afraid. Please note that I will be taking a blogging break yet again. As always, I super appreciate …

What does positivity mean anyway?

“How do you want to feel?” is the question we should be asking ourselves instead of “What do you want to accomplish?” As I grow older, my goal has always been to be a happy person. To be a happy person, one must choose a positive attitude more often than not. I say more often than not because positivity doesn’t mean that we don’t experience bouts of anger or sadness. It also doesn’t mean that we’re positive people 24/7. There’s a quote I read a while back from Desirée B. Silvage’s blog LITERARY TRUCE : The art of aging is the art of keeping some hope. As I grow older, I’ve come to understand that I must work hard to protect the part of me that is hopeful because there will always be things that try to take our hope away. Positivity comes down to the way we choose to perceive life. Positivity always comes down to one choice. May we continue to choose that which keeps our hope alive.