slip and slide
I had felt runner’s high before. it’s a feeling of no pain. it’s a high. it’s not my favorite high tho. central park inspires the runner, the human, the pain being painless. I couldn’t help but stare at all of it. it happens every time I go. I love new york. my time was limited and the schedule tight. tight lines are always safe. no room for error. I was able to execute all plans. I rarely have issues in my schedule. I accomplished so much. humbled by everyone that made this opportunity possible for me.
roman is making me laugh harder every text and snap. he is having the time of his life. I miss him terribly. I’m getting a glimpse of my future when he is away in college. I was telling a friend about the exact times I miss him most. they are exact. it’s a weight on my heart. I am so happy for him. a child represents so much. I am proud to have him represent me.
this week has been professionally lit. grateful to the staff at one miami looking after my financial stability. I make bank but then really don’t know what to do after that. I have been working since I was 13 years old. I have had many jobs and am proud to say I have known success through them all. I take pride in not having one ability, one job, one title. I’d be so bored. this doesn’t happen without great support. I had a father that never stopped showing up, a mother who taught fearlessness and was fortunate to find a husband who taught me a lot. now, I have roman, my friends and most recently, someone who always calls me champ. I need that. I want that. I fly higher with people being kind to me, encouraging me. in order to elevate, you have to isolate. I am ONLY surrounding myself with the givers. it’s revolutionary.
dear neighbor, I’ll be seeing you at the country club more now?
June 18, Saturday, I will be playing with the leaders of this community that are between the ages of 2 and 16 and female at Ivivva South Miami. it seems that I bring fire. hmmm, surprise!
verda is getting me through the chaos of newness in my life. fitness is my love. it’s a life. it really is. I look at folk differently now. I see it. no need to speak. I’m so grateful to be on the fit side.
ali meant a lot to me as a child. my father loved him. my husband did too. I wish I would’ve bought the litho by neiman now. instead, I bought frank sinatra. the song, the quotes, the LEGACY. every day I agree more with life is not a rehearsal, I’m on the dance floor. I can’t help but reflect every time a great passes, my friends, my family. I have so much left to do, so much left to love.
on my way to two hours of sweat, may your week bring you the love you deserve from the people you hold highest. I wish this for you.
and if you don’t know, life is lit,