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Daily Prompt #6

If I had to choose the positive emotion that shows up most often in my life, it would be gratitude. It may not always be loud or dramatic, but it has a steady presence, like a quiet hum.

Gratitude greets me in the morning when I realize I have another chance to grow, to try, to simply exist. It sits with me while I sip my morning tea. It arrives in a smile from a stranger or in a burst of laughter with someone I love. Even in hard seasons, gratitude manages to slip through the cracks—through a kind word, the comfort of a soft blanket, or the reminder that pain and joy can live side by side.

What makes gratitude so powerful is the way it transforms how I see everything else. It doesn’t mean life is perfect. It doesn’t erase frustration, sadness, or stress, but softens them, reframes them, and reminds me of the bigger picture. Gratitude teaches me that the ordinary moments are often the most beautiful, if I pause long enough to notice them. For me, gratitude is what keeps me grounded, hopeful, and open to joy.

I think of gratitude as a kind of superpower. Not the “fake it till you make it” kind of positivity, but the genuine realization of blessings and the ability to savor them. When I truly take stock of what I’ve been given—relationships, opportunities, the beauty in small things—it makes me thankful. And gratitude itself creates happiness, because the act of appreciating what I have is joy.

That’s the gift of gratitude: it transforms perspective. And in that shift, it brings fulfillment.

The Sun and Her Flowers

Rupi Kaur is an Indian-born Canadian poet who captured much attention with her first book titled “Milk and Honey” which was released November 2014. I remember friends mentioning the book to me, but I sadly did not have much time for leisure reading at the time. Anyway, fast forward three years later and lo and behold while frivolously scrolling through kindle on a beautify fall day I stumble across Rupi’s recent release titled “The Sun and Her Flowers”. The book was featured in the free download section, so I decided to give it a read. The Sun and Here Flowers is about Rupi’s journey and growth in finding love within herself. Her journey is divided into 5 chapters titled: wilting, falling, rooting, rising and blooming.

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Ziplining

This past weekend I went ziplining! It was somewhat spur of the moment. A friend mentioned they were going for their birthday, and I decided to tag along. I’m glad I did because I had a lot of fun and talk about a great way to start my summer vacation. I got to meet some cool people and see the beautiful view of the forest. As someone who struggles with anxiety, I am constantly worrying about the future or stressing over past mishaps. However, I am learning to live in the present moment. This experience reminded me of this. Anyway, I’m glad I got to cross something off my bucket list and can’t wait for my next adventure!

Stay blessed. Remember, you are loved ❤️

What I Learned After Being Cheated On

I have never really been the type of person who takes pleasure in dating multiple men simultaneously. I learned at an early age I was never good at it and frankly found it exhausting. It’s hard enough keeping up with the demands of one man let alone two, three or more lol. Plus, I would start to feel guilty knowing I was leading someone on. However, I learned early on not everyone viewed dating like this and witnessed the outcomes of unfaithfulness my loved ones experienced. To avoid similar experiences I ensured to date men who like myself believed in commitment and monogamy. Sadly, I later found myself falling into a statistic that our society has morphed into normality, cheating, and was cheated on. Going though that experience taught me a lot. Okay, okay yes, I could have done without the heartache, but I am thankful for my growth. The experience of being cheated on has taught me a few things which I would like to share.

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Can Men And Women Just Be Friends

Harry: Because no man can be friends with a woman that he finds attractive. He always wants to have sex with her.
Sally: So, you’re saying that a man can be friends with a woman he finds unattractive?
Harry: No, you pretty much want to nail ’em too.
Sally: What if they don’t want to have sex with you?
Harry: Doesn’t matter because the sex thing is already out there so the friendship is ultimately doomed and that is the end of the story.
Sally: Well, I guess we’re not going to be friends then.
Harry: Guess not.

If you don’t know where the above dialect comes from I suggest you get your life. No seriously, stop reading and get your life lol. Okay, I’ll give you a pass this time, but you get the side eye. The dialect is from the movie When Harry Met Sally one of my favorites❤ and an absolute romantic comedy classic.

Anyway, Harry had an interesting. If we remove religion from the discussion, to keep it neutral for argument purposes, and take on a science perspective he makes some interesting points.

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Lost Summer Nights

He said he loves the way I taste
I arch my back and whisper “ I know”
His lips kiss my hidden lips
Ripples travel down my spine
One vertebra at a time
A familiar love of summer nights
Buried between my thighs
Brown butter glazed in coconut oil with a hint of lavender
How long can I endure this pleasure
Pure euphoria as my body loses control
Butterflies dance gracefully to the sound of my soul
I ask them to please never abandon me

Travel: New Orleans

Last month I had the pleasure of traveling to New Orleans for the Essence Festival for an annual girls’ trip. This was my second time traveling to NOLA and I was once again remined why I absolutely love the city. From the vibrant music that touches your soul to the colorful architecture NOLA is a city that radiates an irresistible energy and I find this captivating given the adversity the city has endured.

My weekend began with me pulling up to a magenta duplex coated in Christmas lights showcasing “Welcome to New Orleans”. After a seven-hour drive, I was beyond excited to have finally reached my destination. I quickly grabbed my luggage and made my way up to the front door anticipating the weekend adventures soon to come. Immediately, as I walked through the front door, I was graced with the usual greeting ritual from my friends including celebratory shouts and friends dancing as I entered the unit. Laughter filled the air as team certified baddies was back in action. With no time to spare I quickly claimed my corner side of the bed and my number in line for the shower. Let the festivities begin!

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