People have been asking me, “Lynn, will you have your kids this Christmas?” According to the rotation, this was supposed to be their dad’s holiday. However, this year, my kids will be with me. I am not giving into the feeling of  the need to explain every detail or defend how it happened. I am choosing to sit with what is and what it will be, which is quiet and we will enjoy the priceless gift of togetherness.

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Lessons have been well learned for me and my emotional ass especially before my cycle came. I have learned this month to stop expecting and having expectations for certain people to show up the way I would have for them. Being a writer, I love character development. I develop traits for people I interact with during the week and month in my mind as I study them. December had a way of slowing me down and not just when it came to fighting for my immune system. This month was forcing me to pay attention to patterns. Patterns that had been ignored for far too long.

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Let me tell you this; my Monday went fine. I got up, by God’s grace. I got myself together. I went to work determined to make it a productive day. I had no clue I was walking straight into a storm that someone else created. However,  I handled it with a level of strength I did not even know I still had.

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I was excited ASF the evening I sat down at my dining room table to create my 2025 vision board. I was doing it all from my phone after watching a motivational YouTube video. I wanted to high-step into new opportunities. I was determined to experience financial growth. I was looking forward to embracing more of my motherhood journey. Gain more stability. I wanted to bask in soft life energy. 

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