For Good
Good morning, my Lovelies! I hope all is well with you and that life is simply wonderful for you right now! My little corner of the world is beginning to rebuild after a metaphorical earthquake. It has been a struggle, but I'm getting there, y'all! Anyway, I'm sure you're just on pins and needles waiting to see what I'm going to lay out for you today. Right? Well, I wanted to talk to you about me. (Because...what's more important than me? 😂) Growing up, I always felt as if I couldn't be myself. I was constantly told to "tone it down" or to "act like a lady." I was too much. Too loud. Too bold. Too audacious. Too crazy. Too impulsive. I felt as if I were confined by expectations imposed upon me by generational restrictions. I was supposed to be a lady, prim and proper. It was constatnly drilled into my head. I absolutely do NOT blame my grandmother and mother for this. It's what they knew, handed down to them just as it was handed do...