That is the title of the book I am reading now. Hello. It's 2023. I welcomed the new year with my cousin Fabrice and his family in Atlanta. It was nice. Just a small group of us. We caught up, laughed, ate, cooked together and enjoyed quality time as we brought the new year in and kept it low key. I am grateful.
The last year ended with me exhausted. It was rough. I learned that I was indeed doing too much in the sense that I was carrying too much.
My goal this year and moving forward is to take care of me and focus of nurturing me, who is learning to build a life around my grief. I am diving into shadow work also so I can better understand all aspects of who I am so I can love all of me, and as Cleo Wade says, all of my ingredients.
My 36th birthday is in 2 weeks. God willing, I will be in St. Croix with my cousin celebrating it. I look forward to chapter 36. Chapter 35 thought to shed. It fell apart. I fell apart. Here's to rebuilding.
