My Nightmare Had A Message

in , , by Linda B Hurd, July 16, 2018

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This past Saturday night I woke up from having a nightmare at 4:30 am. My heart was beating rapidly. I was in tears and grief. I could not believe that I had a dream that my momma had died. My dream took place in my hometown of Napoloeonville, Louisiana. I was back at my childhood home sitting on the porch yelling at people with tears racing down my face. There were a few strangers, my husband was playing and son, my younger sister, and brother, auntie in the front yard.


I never try to make people underestimate me. I just always find myself underestimated by people who compare me to others. It has happened on every job I ever held down in the last 8 years old and even now with working with brands. It’s funny to me in a way, because I always seem to have the last laugh in the end. 
If you did not get an opportunity to read my previous blog post just click here. This past weekend was Essence Fest and I had the opportunity to work as a YouTube brand ambassador for two events. I worked for both events on Saturday.



We are officially 7 months in 2018. Where has the time gone? When this year began I barely had money in my bank accounts, my husband and I were on tough times, and I was depressed. Throughout these past seven months, I have risen above my past struggles. I have learned so many valuable lessons. 


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