Think back to your dating years. You made sure you had time for each other. You went on lots of dates. You had fun! You asked each other about your childhood, your fears, your career and personal goals. You kissed for hours at a time. If you had an argument, you’d talk through it. THEN YOU GOT MARRIED!!! It wasn’t intentional. You didn’t mean for it to happen. Slowly you allowed other things to become more important than each other. You stopped dating, your intimacy has taken a hit and you are experiencing loneliness and disconnection and when you think back to your dating years, it brings a smile to your face and you wish that things could go back to the way they were. The good news is that they can. Yes you have to be more intentional. Yes you have to have healthy boundaries with your time. Yes you have to go on dates, make time to talk about your issues. Yes you have to ask each other open ended questions (our book is ideal for that 😉). It’s possible. That’s our story. We did it and turned things around. Guys, we promise that great marriages don’t happen by accident. The married couples who are working on their marriage a little bit every day are the happiest! 👉🏼 Sit down with your spouse and say something like this...”I miss spending time with you like we used to when we were dating. I want us to feel more connection and love. I’d love to brainstorm some ways we can make our marriage a bigger priority.” #marriage365 #ichooselove
📷 by @aaronandjillian
I’m sorry for yelling at you, cussing you out, hitting you, snatching your fingers, and your shirt! LMAO. But hey, that’s part of your role. 🤷🏽♀️🤣 Thank you for being so helpful when the time called for it. Making me laugh and distracting me from the pain. Holding my hands and rubbing my back. Constantly checking up on me just because I made the slightest move or the machines made some weird noise haha.
Look at this beautiful baby girl that we made! She looks just like you when she cries. Now we’ve got two that dramatically cry like mom, and one that cries likes you. They’re all so perfect in their own ways! We are in for a roller coaster but I know we’ve got it. I just want you to know I’m thankful you were able to be here through it all for the second time. 💓
The weekend has been a pure radiated blessing of light! I was a presenter at the #bwwday2018 #blackwomenswellnessday
in Madison where over 500 women and young women were in attendance. Say yes we do care about our health, our wellbeing, our time and care. My 2 workshops "The Way of Goddess Experience" were interactive sessions for women to call the Goddess into themselves, to look at ways and tools to take home, to find freedom and sisterhood.
Together the women ranging from a little 8 year old who was with her mom who said "she felt safe in the space to 87 year old women who I watched the past wash over them and turned into a peace. I loved on them and they loved on me. I lifted up their intentions and held space for our sorrows. We rejoiced to the collective energy of black women and it was GOOD! TO CALL THE GODDESS INTO EACH AND EVER ONE OF US! I am elevated and in much gratitude to all the women I know this is my work and I am honored to be called upon to lift this work high. @mzdoozie
the Universe does what it does when it is ready and our time is now.
thank you for sponsoring my sessions and for checking on my well being. ❤️This day was made! To my sistar for holding it down and sharing her light and gifts in healing to women at the event, we did that @angel_wing101 #Mke
in the house! #BlackGirlMagic
#blackwomenmagic #blackwomenswellnessday #ilovecolor #highlymelanated #iloveus #goddessofthemidwest #goddesslife #healthywomen #freedom #blackbohemian #blackgirljoy #queens #melaninpoppin
The tears are flowing freely in Drury land this weekend. We took some time to say good bye to the home where we grew up. This is the backdrop of so many stories. It is the place where we learned to pull in and out of the same steep driveway we ran up to beat the bus to the bus stop, celebrated birthday parties, graduation parties, spend the nights, 1st communion parties, Christmas mornings, pancake breakfasts, had knock down drag out fights over ping pong in the basement, tea times and Sunday dinners in the dining room, the backyard where my dear dog (Weazie) is buried and where we played all summer long in our Cricket Commons Cyclone swimsuit, took prom pictures and built forts. My heart is full and a little broken. We are so lucky to feel full. To be full of deep, rich, beautiful (and some complicated) memories. Love you so much, Cricket-y Hill Trail!