March 3 is always Marian Mazza day in my heart and soul. The nurse who loved me. It’s been over a decade without one of her calls or voicemails: “This is your conscience calling…” 😂💔 I would give anything to have another gossip sesh, talk about life, and listen to her wild opinions about the contents of the last 11 years.
Cut to rescuing Lucy(furr) in May of 2021 as a 2 month old kitten. Although I can’t be certain of her exact birthday, today I also celebrate her… Sass up to 11, along with being incredibly selective of who she gives her love and affection to (iykyk). At the risk of sounding “woo woo” af, I take comfort in feeling Marian’s spirit hovering alongside Lucy’s presence at times. My feisty little ladies.
Hope to see you in my dreams tonight, gram.
When I was a kid, my idea of adulthood wasn’t exactly: married with kids, owning a house, & working a stable 9 to 5 that ended when you left the office. I was busy making potions, casting spells & starting a coven at recess with @justincarnate [turned out it was just us]. My teenage concept of being in your 30s was more like: freedom, wisdom, confidence, traveling the world, & maybe still a bit of witchcraft… Being the fun aunt to my best friend’s kids, being able to make my own money + not rely on a man. I’m grateful to the strong women in my life for encouraging me to live unapologetically & authentically.
That said, I’m convinced our 30s are not about catching up to some antiquated societal standard; they’re about course correction, & shedding a timeline that was never yours. They’re about growing into the boss ass bitch you always knew you could be [whatever that means for you]. Now don’t get it twisted, I still don’t have most of my shit figured out, & I’m not saying that having that family with the dog & the backyard is not ideal, because it sure can be. I’m simply a cat lady, & an advocate for following your guts + staying true to yourself all the way through to the glory. ✨🌒✨ Cheers to who we were, & who we have yet to be…
Sorry TikTok is over you’ll just have to watch the rollercoaster scene from Fear ft. Markie Mark & a cover of Wild Horses by The Sundays until you feel something again