Lately I’ve been feeling ... doubtful. Don’t get me wrong, I’m human and it’s completely natural. I can’t ever really find a specific reason as to why I feel the way I do, sometimes I find myself thinking about all of the, “what if’s,” instead of sitting back and letting God take care of it … Continue reading You’re doing amazing, sweetie.
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I’m good love, enjoy.
I wear a plethora of hats; I’m an aunt … a sister, a daughter, a babysitter, a friend, a confidant, a full-time employee … a writer, a dreamer and everything in between. At night, when I take off all those hats, I am simply, “Alana.” Sometimes, I get so caught up in taking care of … Continue reading I’m good love, enjoy.
The year of brave
Sometimes I struggle … not with the idea of being perfect, but wanting to make sure that everything I do is perfect. To be honest I believe that since we are our harshest critics, it’s a natural instinct that won’t seem to fade away. Instead, my focus has been to “live my best life” in … Continue reading The year of brave
Shameless
Fat - that's what they call me, and you know what? No, it’s never been okay. You see, our perception of beauty has been tainted. At least, my perception was for a very long time. Growing up, I idolized those around me who were skinny and beautiful, wondering why I hadn't … Continue reading Shameless
Pack Light
I’ve always been a person who plays things safe; I wake up two hours early for work (well, I also spend an hour listening to music), I leave at least 45 minutes before I have to be there, just in case there may be traffic - let alone the fact that I used to arrive … Continue reading Pack Light
A Note on Being Selfish (Because, life)
Sometimes our harshest critics are staring back at us when we look in the mirror; others are the ones we call our friends, or perhaps family. Too often, we are raised with the assumption that our family only wants the best for us, even if their words are less than pleasant. The problem, you see, … Continue reading A Note on Being Selfish (Because, life)
Seeking Light: A Reflection on Grief
If I would've known September 4th, 2016 was the last time I would speak to my brother, I would have said, "I love you," a million times over, and cherished the memory of his smile, one last time. Nobody knew it was his time, until the day God called him Home. After being inexplicably shot … Continue reading Seeking Light: A Reflection on Grief
