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Last New Year's Eve I excitedly created my 30 Before 30 list of all the wonderful things I wanted to focus on accomplishing over the next 18 months.  I've had a blast checking some things off the list....and still have quite a few to go!  
This NYE, I'm a bit more pensive.  For starters, I didn't sleep last night at all.  I was suffering from a migraine that was undoubtedly stressed induced - from work, from personal stuff, from life.  
2013 has been an amazing year.  I have opened my heart wide again after a very long time, traveled alot - BaltimoreCalifornia, Indianapolis, Vegas, Delaware, LALondonParis, and Baltimore again.  This year has been amazing!
I have been feeling really excited about the new year.  I am excited about being more disciplined this year in order to cross off some of the major items on my 30 list like being debt free.  I'm excited about the things that are going to happen in my Scentsy business, the 25th anniversary we will be cele…

Christmas in Baltimore

The Prayer Project

Recently, I was having a conversation with my love about how social media can be a major force for good or a huge source of distraction.  Today is an example of it being a major force for good. 
While scrolling through my timeline, I came across this photo which had been posted by @keetaray.  I followed it to @saunyaaa's blog and fell in love.
The concept is so simple yet so major. Choose one person. Commit to pray for them for 30 days.  This is a practice that I talked about here at The Virtuous Home earlier this year and one I've been employing for a few years. It has gotten me through some bitter places. 
I think this is a marvelous way to start off the #365journalchallenge, especially if you have concerns about committing to what to write about every day.  
Leave a comment below and let me know if you will be participating. Have you gotten your journal yet?

One Little Word - 2014

For the past 3 years, I have created a theme word to live by for that year.  My theme word for 2010 was Encore 2010, 2011 was Increase 2011, 2012 and 2013 were both Glory.  My word is a little secret written on my heart of what I am expecting God to do in my life for that year.  They all hold significance. In 2010,  I was desperate for God to do some things in my life again that He had done before.  I had just left Baltimore and moved home with my 18-month old son.  I left everything I had, including my house and job, in Baltimore.  So when the new year came, I had to have God do some things in my life that He had done - like blessing me with a fantastic job, a new home, and the ability to provide for my son.  In 2011, I prayed for increase.  God had kept me miraculously through 2010, but it wasn't easy.  I faced some of my most challenging days during that year.  I was so grateful that He kept me, but I wanted an increase in the next year.  Increase in my faith.  Increase in my…

School Style - Leather & Suede

This guy brings me so much joy. He's just so cool! I love watching him develop his own sense of style (which is of course influenced by what I'm willing to buy) but he totally puts his own flavor on it! Love him. 

My 2014 planning looks something like...

I have been anxious to begin my reflection of 2013 and to start planning for 2014.  I needed to find time to be still, get quiet, and think.  2013 has been good to me. Not perfect, but good.  There were things I wanted to do that I have been fortunate enough to do, like travel to London.  I have matured alot this year. I made some major changes, like choosing to switch churches. I opened my heart to love, and what an amazing love it Is. I really could go on and on.
As I sat down today to reflect while writing in my journal, I realize overwhelmingly that 2013 has brought me a joy that is unwavering, a resolve that is sure, and a confidence in the Lord that is more certain than ever.
2013 has been good to me.
People make resolutions every year but at the beginning of 2013 I set strong intentions. Intentions that life would get better, it would be great, and all the circumstances surrounding me were conspiring to make a life worthy of my calling.
Life showed up for me.
Which is why spendin…


I believe in the power of writing every day.  It is my form of prayer and peace.
I have kept a journal for as long as I can remember.  One of the closets at my parents house has several of my journals from my childhood stored away.  Writing has always been a way to get the over thought thoughts out of my head.  It has been a way to express myself. Free myself.  To pray.
Several years ago when life hit me really hard, my journal was really my only escape.  No one knew the depths of the pain I was experiencing, or how deep the hurt had gone.  No one knew just how close to breaking I really came....but my journals.  As I look back over that time, being able to pour all of my emotions onto those pages rescued me.  Journaling has rescued me over and over again. (Matthew 11:28).
When we think. We pray.  When I write. I pray.  It is such a powerful way to record our prayers and be able to look back at all the places God answered in our lives.   It is revealing to look back to see those tim…


Every now and then I step on my soap box. This week was one of them. An acquaintance from college posted a question on Facebook about why any woman would move a man's son away from him if the two don't work out. Of course the comments to this status were all about how women are vindictive and hurt and ya ya ya.
Then the rest of the week his posts were simply inappropriate. Because of experience, my alert was heightened. Around the same time that I was thinking about this, a great giant, Nelson Mandela, was called to rest. My spirit started brewing about the gap that exists between who we say we are and who we  really are. The respect we demand for who we say we are, versus the respect that is worthy of who we are. 
It is a challenge. To be the man worthy of the respect you demand. It is hard to be a person of moral character. To do the right thing even when no one is watching. To not count what will get the most "likes" on Instagram, but to live a life that is…

Buy Direct

As many of you know, I run a small independent business as a Scentsy Family Independent Director.  This business has blessed my life tremendously.  Not only financially, but also through the customers I have met who have become friends, the many amazing people whose lives I've been blessed to cross, the ability to travel, and the list goes on and on!
I have also made connections with some other amazing direct sellers over the past  few years.  I want to encourage everyone I know to buy direct this Holiday season.  This caption above is so true for me.  My Scentsy business has allowed me to provide for my son in a major way.  So to every single person who has ever purchased a warmer, bar of wax, lightbulb, purse, chocolate from me....THANK YOU!
If you read this and are a direct seller and I don't have you listed, please let me know and I'll add you!
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Love People

Life teaches each of us daily if we are open to receiving the lesson.  Last week when I found myself in a bit of a cloud, I realized it was because I was allowing someone's attitude that I deeply care about to determine my security in a situation and my feelings surrounding it.   Once I snapped out of it and started honoring how blessed I truly am and that I really have nothing to worry about, everything started to shift.
From that lesson I felt like my spirit was screaming at me to be constant.  When you love someone you don't have to go on the roller coaster ride with them when they are going through hard places and seasons.  Certainly, the people who love you don't need to be expected to go on the roller coaster ride with you.  Love is patient. Kind. Constant.  Be the constant. Be the consistent force.  
Love through it.


Not only did we celebrate a huge Thanksgiving this week with about 30 loved ones, but we through my dad a surprise 60th birthday party the day after with family and friends from all over.
My dad is a gentle giant. He is the one person who never wants anything, gives more to everyone else, and is always there when you need him. Words would underestimate the man that he is.

My sister and I knew he'd be highly upset if he knew we were planning anything for him. We just felt we had to. Not to make him happy but to honor the amazing dad he is to us and the amazing grandpa he is to our kids. His selflessness is unmatched.

I think you can tell the measure of a man by his relationships. The fact that him and my mom have been married for 35 years, he talks to my Granny every single night on the phone, he started a business to leave a legacy for his kids and his grandchildren, he has friends that came from all over the country to celebrate him speaks volumes. 

It was completely special because …

Steeped in Thankfulness

A few nights ago, I literally had to snap myself out of the dark funk I had allowed myself to slip into. Circumstances weren't appearing as I would have liked them, and I allowed them to drag into the pit of worry and discontent.
I was stuck there. I was upset that I was going to be in this funk on Thanksgiving with all of our family here. I couldn't seem to shake it. My attempts at surrendering it were futile. I needed to snap out of it bad.
Then, late Wednesday night, I decided no. No this circumstance wasn't going to just happen to me. No I wasn't going to just sit by and let it drag me with it. I just said no.
Yesterday I decided to work on actively creating my happiness and even though I'm bothered by a situation, not giving any negative energy to it. Just let it be and love through it.
I'm grateful. I'm grateful that even through these difficult lessons of just being and trusting, I'm growing. I'm creating a happy, positive life even when it doesn…

Coffee with Christ

La Tour Eiffel

One of the things I cherish most about our trip is the hours B and I spent walking from place to place. We really didn't use public transportation unless our destination wasn't in eyesight and you know sometimes things are farther than they look.  It was great though. Walking. Laughing. Taking pictures.
We set out for the Eiffel Tower from the Musee de Louvre. It is a decent walk but I wouldn't change anything about it. 
Our first sighting of the Eiffel Tower was still when we were on the other side of the river. B said "look., there it is". Me: "Where"? B: "There". Snap picture. 

I'm one of those people who don't really believe all the hype. What's the big deal about this Eiffel Tower anyways? I mean its on everything. 
We walked and we walked. Through neighborhoods. We saw a mom and her two children stop to dig in the trash cans in one neighborhood. The look on their faces still sticks with me. Why is there suffering all over the…


Magical. In love. Total indulgence. Amazing.
I love Paris.
We rode the EuroTrain from London to Paris on Wednesday. When we arrived at Charles de Galle train station, it immediately felt surreal. The cultural differences between London and Paris were glaring. Not to mention there now existed a language barrier with the French. 
B navigated our way through the train station (the entire trip really), and I stood to the side with our luggage taking it all in. Such diversity in people. (The sociologist in me was so giddy). 

Once we figured out the metro, we were on our way. There weren't any lifts in the metro so we had to lug all our luggage underground. (Bless that man). We finally made it onto the metro during rush hour with all our luggage.

We walked from the train station to our hotel and noticed how booming the neighborhood was even on a Wednesday night. We stayed at the cute boutique hotel The Artus in the 6th quadrant (sounds like Hunger Games).  Once checked in we decided to …