I don’t know much, but I know that I cannot live in poverty. I’ve seen it up close and personal, it scared the hell out of me and I just can not do it. In fact, no one should live in poverty, ever. As for me, I’ve come to the decision that I’d rather die on my feet than live on my knees and at the mercy of others. Fortunately, this has coincided with a marked improvement in my health. Even though I have no certainty it will last, I figure, I’ve got to try to get a leg up while I can professionally because: MONEY, and also life is expensive.
I’ve been out here flexing my courage muscle. I refreshed my resume, put myself out there and almost immediately someone reached out with an opportunity to return to the legal sector. I’ve been even more fortunate to pull a chair up to the boardroom table three times within the past two weeks. Now, a job offer hangs in the balance. It’s a tall order, but it seems the pay will be commensurate.
Put your hand over your heart
there is power
there are ideas no one has ever thought of
there is the strength to love
purely and intensely
and to be loved back
there is the power to make people happy
and to make people laugh
the power to change lives
don’t ever forget that power
and don’t ever give up on it.
Reflect without judging yourself
“Come at me with intention and integrity or don’t come at all.”
~me. 06/10/2019 4:09pm
The last few days have been the most welcomed and also confusing. Toes in sand, drink in hand. Extending framily, … indefinitely. No, that’s not it. As I sit here in the airport, headed back “home”, with tears brimming my eyes and my words failing me, I can’t place my finger on the how/why I had been wounded.
Then this played through my headphones:
“I thought that I didn’t care, I thought I was love impaired, but baby, I don’t know what Im gon’ do….. I’m crying Cuz I Love You”
Well, damn. There it is.