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Trust the Process

Facebook has a feature that let's you see what you've posted on this day on Social Media. As I am daily reminded of my growth it also unfortunately shows me where I was in my life at a certain point in time as well. Statuses, posts and pictures paint a portrait that I threw in a spiritual fireplace a long time ago.

I don't have the answers to all of life's questions. I don't want to try to figure things out ALL the time. I am having so much fun concentrating and focusing on me. I love my children. With everything in me. I am noticing they are happier because I'm GREAT.  My prioritizes are aligned with my goals. I used to OVERTHINK everything. I used to feel sorry for people that don't CARE. About me, themselves or the future.

I had an epiphany a few weeks ago. Someone was explaining to me WHY someone else does the things they do to me(unsolicited) which in all honesty mirror the way they treat me as well.... I am a hearing impaired person. I don't pick up tones well. So everything I LISTEN to has to have substance. I DON'T want to be around people that don't believe in me. I DON'T want to be around people that don't support or respect me. I don't want to be around people that are not growing and constantly try to sabotage me. I digress.

If I didn't have Jermaine Jr. in 2016 I would just throw the entire year away. I'm dead ass serious. I have come so far since Memorial Day weekend 2017. I was trying to RUSH in true Kim fashion yet I now know I'm working on God's time. EVERYTHING is flowing. I feel great about myself, I am building a BRAND just by extending myself and stretching out of my comfort zone. I don't NEED a hustle-WRITING will get us where we need to go. I just have to give it my ALL, network and be consistent. Be open to new opportunities, stepping out of my comfort zones. Putting in the work professionally for myself and others. Building a team of like-minded individuals that I can create with.

I have to concentrate on me as well. Self love isn't selfish. It's vital to your well-being and survival. I'm not trying to be who I once was. I'm not trying to be better than anyone. I'm just trying to do all the things I set out to do a long time ago. I always put 150 percent into everything I have EVER done-my children, my career, relationships, familial ties. What MIGHT happen if I INVEST that energy in ME?

I don't EVER want to experience again some of the things that I have endured in my life-who does? I don't regret it either. It molded me into the woman I am today. And I am thankful for the journey. I truly am. I never would of imagined my life the way it is. Paw Patrol, Odd Squad, Daniel Tiger, Henry Danger with my baby? Hip-Hop tutorials with my oldest-("Ma YOU need to KNOW this" and "Ma I can't believe you KNOW that")  I'm like a sponge I absorb everything and the FACT that he actually believes that my Black Girl Magic is going to take us places we never dreamt touches me so.

I'm just trying to LIVE. Have fun, write some worthwhile pieces, inspire people and wear dope clothes. Maybe win an award or two, give some heartfelt speeches. Leave a legacy for my sons that they can claim as ALL theirs. Be in the moment without getting lost in it. If NOTHING I have said resonates with you just know-NEVER look back unless you want to see how far you have come. Journey ONWARD and TRUST the process.

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