Start Somewhere

A simple hello πŸ‘‹ gets a conversation started. There’s no need for anything fancy. Don’t get bogged down in all the what ifs because you might waste time in that space instead of just taking a step forward. While a leap sounds wonderful, every movement forward is worthy of celebration regardless of its size. It’s the long game that matters after all.

I just watched a beautiful film and took more out of it now thanks to my film class. I pay attention to the colors and background, the scenery and the musical score. I’ve heightened my senses and can dive deeper into the plot and characters, swim among them in a sense.

Some times things don’t make sense, people don’t make sense but if we are on the outside, it really doesn’t matter if it makes sense to us. It doesn’t matter if it makes sense to you, as long as it does to me. We can get bogged down by what others think but those others don’t live our lives. So why put so much consideration into their thoughts and feelings? I’m only concerned with me and mine. As long as my little family is okay with who I am and what we are doing then fuck the rest. I know that being in this mindset creates enemies, people that want to bring you down because they’re jealous that the concept eludes them. That’s a them problem, not a me problem baby. If you aren’t in La Fam, then I don’t give a damn.

I’m not trying to impress anyone, fuck keeping up with the Jones’. I am starting somewhere. I am believing in somehow, some way and pushing forward. I know that when a door closes, God has a window that’s just my size waiting for me. He has big plans for us, if I keep the faith. I am believing to receive. I’m not sure what has come over me today but that sense of peace and calm has been welcomed back in.

I still have my core but I am so much more now. My mind is in a good place and I’m mentally capable to be the woman I need to be. Like I said, I even think my extra is sexy! I mean, healthier is better so let’s tighten it up Steph but, damn, I don’t mind all of me. Every scar, every stretch mark, every silver strand of hair has a story and makes me uniquely me. What more could I ask for?

Start somewhere, just simply start. I’m worth it. Are you worth it? You’ve got to crawl before you walk, walk before you run… it’s about time to crawl right? We’ve got things to do and no time to waste. Life is better when you’re living it and not sitting on the sidelines full of regret. Regret gets you nowhere. Anything worth having is worth the risk.

You ready?

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