This week happened to be my first week at Cowrywise and you guys it was awesomeeeeeee… LOL. Before I resumed, I was really worried about how I’d adjust, considering I had worked on my own terms (freelance) for about two years straight and my first 9-5 experience was actually remote.
Insights, experiences, and findings on a range of topics such as design, faith & spirituality, business, career, church… pretty much life through my eyes
It feels foolish to me at times to pray for my relationship you know. I sometimes wonder “is God really interested in such or what’s the point”? Can’t I just toss the “him” in my life at the time aside when he’s acting anyhow? Why bother to pray? I think
Disclaimer: I am not and I don’t support abuse in any form. Some of this might be hard to chew, it is for me and I’m trying to get a grasp, so it’s okay if you are too. I only ask that you carefully consider, be open-minded and deeply ponder
I used to hate being a woman. Yes, hate. For me the word woman or girl, whatever one used to describe females gave me one vibe in particular which I hated; that women were weak. I didn’t like that at all. I couldn’t understand why women had to be categorized as
Shared the image below on my Insta story (if you don’t follow me there, now is a good time to) and a friend made a comment about the words I put on it – what’s life without some color, being a good idea for a post. So I thought why not, let me share the inspiration I got from the image.
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