This is my attempt at coping with the loss of my paternal grandmother.
If I Could Fly: Steps to Self-Realization
I’m taking this journey one step at a time. This week made me realize that Self-Love is difficult.
We often don't remember to tell those we love how much they mean to us until it's too late. Remind your loved ones how much you care, you won't regret it.
A poem I wrote on a rainy day whilst running a million and one errands and trying not to feel overwhelmed. Reminder: It gets better
This Self-Love journey has been the most painful process of my entire life. Many times, the media paints Self-Love as this simple process filled with bathbombs and butterflies. Self-Love is so much more than that. It demands that we give our very best and become our best selves. The journey itself is long and grueling.
Merry Christmas! The Holidays are always a difficult time for those who have experienced the loss of a loved one. This Christmas post is filled with open letters to my late grandfather from myself, my mother and my brother.