My Love Letter to: 2025

We have about 4 days left before 2026 enters the chat. With the God that I know, anything and a lot can happen in 4 days, but I just have to dote on 2025. I noticed how much we tend to count down and plan for the next holiday, blessing, birthday, big event or the next year, without fully acknowledging the here and now. A silent goal I have been focusing on, is to be content in whatever season and moment I am in.

Society, social media, the world, etc. tells us to be on go mode and grind all day, every day. I did that about 15 years ago. I burned myself out and I’ve learned that it’s not worth it, for me. I did the grinding in my twenties. Now at 41, securing my future while enjoying my present(literally life itself, is a gift) is my priority. Living in the now and enjoying any and everything I do and taking it, for what it is.

In 2025, I learned to fully acknowledge my light, my life and how grateful I am to be me. I’ve always known that I was a creature of habit but it didn’t really hit until while on Facetime calls, my cousin would always compliment my life. I’ve been hearing and seeing the term “romanticize your life” and subconsciously, I’ve been doing that for two decades and never realized it. It’s my life, so it’s normal for me but when other people notice it and point it out, you have no choice but to acknowledge how blessed you are.. I love my nighttime routine. I love that I only work three days a week and anything extra is overtime and optional. I love that some days, I can sleep until 11a and feel great about the much needed rest. I love that some days I have a to-do list with 5-8 goals and other days, I sit in one spot and watch tv shows and movies all day. It’s all about balance.

2025 isn’t even a milestone year for me but its impact will definitely be one to remember. A year for realization, boundaries, spiritual growth, healing, relearning and extending even more grace than ever before. Discipline, letting go and sticking to my word, are things that are also teaching me more and more about my abilities. Creating daily to-do list has been really satisfying as well.

God, thank You for Your divine timing and allowing 2025 to be THE year. You knew I was ready and You knew everything I needed this year, to get me to all of my dreams and desires. 2025 was a quiet but very loud year for me. This year was the year that showed me that it was truly time to make moves. Thank God for answered prayers! Happy holidays and happy new year everyone! Be blessed!

Sincerely,

Angie

Thankful for Healing

“There’s only so much healing that can be done in isolation. You have to be triggered by the real world to see if the healing works.” -Crissle

I told y’all a few posts ago that I am finding out a lot about myself in this season of my life. I was always sure of who I was/am. Not in the sense that I can’t learn more about me but I thought that at the core of me, I knew me. Well little did I know, it would be “AI” to show me, that I, indeed have work to do. Deep rooted childhood work.

There’s a trend on TikTok of mostly women, using Gemini(AI) to merge pictures of current them, hugging their younger self. I love me so much that I thought it would be great to see a picture of little me and big me in one picture. Baby, little did I know, little me needed that hug I saw in the picture. Of course it’s AI but I’m a visual person, so, I sobbed. I sat with a friend and shared it with them also and I sobbed even more.

Even though I am the “strong one”, behind these walls, rests someone who is indeed vulnerable and has questions that need answering. I’d say 25 year old me to 41 year old me has life under control. Twenty-four year old me on back, needs a bit of clarity. Forty-one year old me is secure, confident, loyal, at peace, happy, content, growing, learning, living by faith, comfortable, stable, trustworthy and so much more. But there’s a part of me that was triggered by that picture. Now I have to get with her and see why and what she has to say.

You can navigate the world so much better when you are in charge of you, your emotions and your well being. It’s easier to have compassion and sympathy for others when you realize that every day is a journey and everything is not a personal attack. This understanding and knowing comes from learning yourself and having grace. So here I am, doing both, learning myself and giving myself grace. There’s no way you can know that there is a part of you that’s hurting and you do nothing to fix it. Let the healing begin! #HappyHealing

  • Part of this post was written months ago. It wasn’t until recently that I read it and decided that now is the perfect time for it.
  • I read a book on Inner Child Work, you can check it out here. It’s an e-book that was written by my Therapist cousin Arianne Washington with Elite Therapy. Visit https://www.elitetherapy.love/

Sincerely,

Angie

The Last Straw

If you read my last post, I briefly spoke of the last straw. Well, considering Tyler Perry’s latest movie Straw, I figured I’d go ahead on and drop a few lines on Straw and the double entendre of it all.

For the movie Straw, I get it. Women, specifically Black Women are tired and at their breaking point and the next incident to happen, could be the very last straw. The straw that breaks the camel’s back. To summarize in a few sentences or a few breaths, A single mother loses her child, her mind, her car, her job, her apartment, and essentially her freedom, all in the course of 24 hours. And because it was so much happening, all of it was probably not to the extent she imagined in her head. Because at some point, she was merely just existing and not present mentally.

While I pray to never be able to relate to this black woman trope, I know that when it rains it pours. And I don’t know anyone personally or even heard of any one person going through that much trauma in 24 hours. Over the course of a month or year, maybe even a few weeks but never 24 hours. Regardless of the time frame, I understand that life happens and not everyone is built like Job from the Bible. I haven’t experienced the level of trauma that Janiyah(Taraji P. Henson) or many other women have experienced. I also have a different outlook or perspective on life and life lessons.

Most things we encounter are happenstance while others are a direct consequence of our previous actions or seeds we’ve sown. Insert cliche here, “what goes around, comes around” “you reap what you sow” etc. So most times, if something happens, I imagine it’s happening for a reason. I believe that there is a lesson that will come out of the situation. I refuse to be a victim or have a “why me?” attitude. Maybe it’s my faith or maybe it’s my self proclaimed avoidant personality but either way, life is supposed to life. It is inevitable to go through life without some type of hardship. It’s all in how we handle what life throws us.

I am highly aware that everyone’s chemical makeup is different and our balances and imbalances cause us to react to negative things or trauma differently. I don’t expect people to respond how I respond. I accept life’s curveballs and handle them with grace. It’s no one’s fault, it’s no one’s responsibility, it’s mine. Don’t get it twisted, my mind is orchestrating a million scenarios but crashing out, is not an option. This is no shade to the person who does crash out. Our mental bars and/or limits differ per person.

The last straw for me, is just that, the last straw. Now it’s time to make a move, cut ties, sever the relationship, quit the job, move, etc. But what I refuse to do is take out my frustrations on innocent people. I’m not knocking anyone who has done that, I just pray that we all learn to give it to God and trust Him. Honestly, no one wants the last straw. The last straw was the one that broke the camels back. It was one straw too many. I encourage you to remember that God WILL NOT put more on you than you can bear. Seek Him and trust Him. If a lot is happening to you, just know a breakthrough is closer than you may realize. You are stronger than you know and you got this! Someone before you survived worse and maybe, just maybe, you surviving this will be a benefit and blessing to someone else.

Sincerely,

Angie