Hella Contemplative
Hey folks, it has been a minute. Sista’s…. ya’ll good? Fellas…ya’ll alright? Oh I am just here celebrating several personal milestones and trying to keep up with it all. My youngest is graduating high school and if you had asked me years ago how I would feel at this point I would have had a lot to say but the reality is, very few words truly come to mind. What does come to mind are all the memories I have of both of my children when they were small.
My oldest is already a successful business owner at the age of 22 and now the youngest is off on an adventure of his own. I could not be more proud of the people they have become and I feel like that lady standing on the sideline with one hand on her hip smiling and gently swaying back and forth.
Celebrating the achievements of my young people while simultaneously watching the sky fall in the United States is well…..rather strange to put it lightly. As a result, I have done my best to make attempts to find sprinkles of hope throughout the chaos.
I started a new project with a few friends which you will hear more about soon, and I have been knee deep in various writing projects that will all roll out in the coming months. I have been thinking a lot about what matters to me, the voice I have and how I want to share my thoughts. One question that writers face is often…. do people really want to hear what I have to say? The answer then becomes, if you must write…then write. The people may or may not come in your lifetime. But the words you put out last forever.
Sometimes, on the surface it feels as if everything is all over the place when everything is actually in the right place.
~Liesha
