Reflections from my 30's

It was just over 21/2 years ago that I decided with fear and trepidation to go back to my natural roots. It was something that I was contemplating for a while and just never had the courage to do because I felt that the raw natural look would not suit me.  Worse I am a low maintenance kinda girl and having to actually take care of and find styles for my hair would have been a task (still is). I just prefer braids and when my hair was relaxed (even though it was not in the most healthy state) because I could just put my hair in a bun or let it out and be on my way.  However, I saw more persons embracing their natural hair during that season, and the more I entertained the idea is the more I felt comfortable doing it. I also suffered with eczema and it did not agree with the relaxer process. So going natural really was the better route for my hair health. I remember mentioning the desire to do the big chop to someone and they said short hair does not fit you and t

As COVID-19 grips the attention of every nation on the planet I can only think about the hope that this Easter season brings us.  Today on this Good Friday I sit and reflect on the goodness of the Lord in a time where to some it may seem like the enemy is winning. Death, fear, depression and lack pervades the atmosphere. However, m y faith in God tells me that I have a hope in spite of everything transpiring around me. His sacrificial act of love on the cross ensured  that today I would have a hope beyond the fear.  For you see, my relationship with God has always been, and will continue to be beyond my 30's, my foundation. I can be the best version of myself because God paid the ultimate price for me so that I can live above fear, doubt, worry and insecurity. Without God there would be no me and this truth has become even more real to me as I walk out my thirties. 22 years ago on a Good Friday like this, I immersed myself through water baptism into the Kingdom of God and

If you are anything like me, at some point during the course of your life you would have struggled with some insecurities. Persons have insecurities in relation to their voice, weight, disabilities, fashion sense and so many other areas. For me it was feeling that because of my height that I was not taken seriously. Being 36 and 4ft 10'' is by no means the norm. Not to mention the fact that I do not have a 'big' personality which is normally associated with shorter individuals. So I've often felt ignored, overlooked, underestimated and undermined.  Even something as simple as purchasing clothes became a task. I have had to come to peace with the fact that for certain items of clothing that I will have to adjust them. It took a while to arrive at that point of peace because I despised being different. I wanted to fit in, to feel a part of. That sense of belonging was what I was seeking.  The reality is that I look half my age. For many this would seem like a non