Happy Birthday to My Husband 🥰
My best friend.
My safe place.
My favorite person to do life with.
Thank you for being the kind of man that makes life feel a little softer and a little easier to carry. The kind of man that loves deeply, shows up consistently, and never lets me feel alone through any season of life.
I love your heart, your patience, your strength, and the way you keep going no matter what life throws at you. I’m grateful for the quiet ways you love me and for all the little things you do that probably go unnoticed.
Doing life with you has been one of my greatest blessings. Through every version of us, every lesson, every high and low, I will always choose you.
I pray this new year brings you peace, happiness, and everything you’ve been working so hard for. You deserve to feel celebrated, appreciated, and loved in all the ways you pour into me and those you love.
I love you today, forever, and always.
April wasn’t too bad 😊
There were hard days.
There were soft ones too.
Definitely full of beautiful little moments in between.
Still grateful for it all.
#april #friends #moments #joy #photodump
I’ve been in a season lately where nothing feels completely wrong, but nothing feels fully right either. The kind of season where you question yourself quietly. Where imposter syndrome gets loud. Where you look around and feel behind, stuck, unsure, and honestly a little lost.
I think sometimes we expect rock bottom to look dramatic, but sometimes it just looks like waking up every day trying to convince yourself you still have it in you. Trying to stay hopeful while feeling disconnected from the version of yourself you thought you’d be by now.
But instead of pretending I’m okay or rushing myself to “figure it out,” I’m learning to let myself feel everything. The uncertainty. The doubt. The grief for the version of life I imagined. The discomfort of being in-between.
I’m trying to be where my feet are. To stop punishing myself for not having all the answers yet. To trust that even in this stormy season, I am still becoming someone. Still growing. Still finding my way back to myself little by little.
Maybe this season isn’t meant to break me. Maybe it’s teaching me how to hold myself through the hard parts too.
#notetoself #fyp #healing #reflection #keepgoing
March looked a lot like this….
Full of smiles
Full of time with friends
Full of time touching grass
Full of so much appreciation
And honestly… I needed every bit of it
#march #friends #smiles #spring #blackgirl
Black women have always been the moment.
In the way we dress.
In the way we carry ourselves.
In the way we turn everyday looks into statements without even trying.
We’ve always known how to take something simple and make it ours.
Always known how to mix softness with power.
Always known how to show up as art, even when the world tried not to see it.
And even when it’s copied, recreated, or renamed…
it still starts with us. It always has.
Black women are the blueprint before it’s named.
Black women are the trend before the trend.
Black women are style without trying.
Black women are the movement.
Black women are art.
And even when it’s copied, recreated, or renamed…
it still starts with us. It always has.
And a very huge shoutout to the visionaries and coordinators behind the shoot: @shotbylindsay begins the camera and creative direction by @lionhair_ (she also crafted a dope carousel for everyone). And the ever so talented and amazing women shooting alongside them @k.hartphotography and @zo.kemosabe for capturing us in the most authentic yet beautiful way possible. And the women I had a pleasure of posing, vibing, laughing next to: @dashaexo@journeymillsaps@ladyjupiter123@mo.moworld
Can’t wait to work with you all again!
