Today is day two of a week long series of Guest Bloggers! I’m super excited to introduce you to Britt! Britt has one of those infectious smiles that can fix any rainy day. She is a social worker by day and an online extraordinaire by night. Britt has two gorgeous daughters and is a lover of plus size fashion, makeup and all things fabulous!
I was so glad when she offered to guest blog for me because I knew she’d have something awesome to share. Grab a cup of joe and follow me into the Big Beautiful Life of Britt!
Thank you Mrs. Fashion Dujour for the opportunity!
So…let’s get straight to it…with a confession.
I am addicted to tattoos. Really…Everytime I go through a life changing experience, I get a tattoo to commemorate it. I’m really running out conspicuous places to get them too. That’s another story, for another post, for another day though. Moving on.
As I have explained in this post, the year of 27 has been quite the test. I divorced someone who was my better half for nearly 15 years. I was faced with the reality that I am now a single mother of two daughters. It was a VERY big adjustment for me. I can’t say that I am fully healed, but I can say that I am definitely on the path to healing and finally GETTING OVER IT. For my birthday this year, I knew I wanted to get a tattoo that represented just that. When I saw this tattoo on Pinterest (yes Pinterest). I knew it was the one.
Love. Life. Faith.
When I look back, it all simplifies to those three things. Those are the three things that got/are getting me through. Through my frustrations, my anger, my fear, my questions, my tears, and my sudden urges to cut somebody (for real…don’t judge me). Why am I thankful for each one you ask?
As I explained in a post about my family, the love I get from them (and always have) is overwhelming. The unconditional love from my parents is…indescribable. I am forever grateful and thankful for the love and support they provide for me. I am thankful for the love my children have for me. The kind of love that is so innocent. They love me because of who I am…their mom. On some days, I’ve been so stressed, and I know I’ve taken some of those stresses out on them, but…they love me anyway. If NOBODY loves me flaws and all…my girls…LOVE ME. I don’t know what I’m going to do when they get to be teenagers and they start to hate me…;-). I am thankful for the love I share with “KJ”, because without that love, I wouldn’t have those girls, who bring me so much joy now.
Which brings me to LIFE. This morning, my co-worker Kesha and I were talking about purpose. EVERYONE is given a life for a reason…and a purpose. It’s sometimes hard to figure out what that reason is, but when you get it…you get it. I know my purpose so far…is to raise my daughters to be women. I’m still working on finding out what my remaining purpose is, but it will click…one day. I am certain of that. In the meantime, I will continue to deal with whatever life throws my way…because even though it gets hard…and stressful….this life I have…I am thankful for it.
Lastly…my FAITH. While faith has many definitions which mostly correlate to religion, I am focusing on my faith in different terms. Now, don’t get me wrong…I have religious faith as well, but I won’t divulge in my personal relationship with Christ on here. If NOTHING is ever sacred in my life…that…is. The faith I am talking about is complete trust. Even in my darkest days, I’ve had faith that things will one day be ok….and they are. One day I will be able to once again, put my faith in others. I know that’s going to take some time though. Hey, I’m a work in progress . Either way though…I am thankful. It was my faith (both religious and technical) that kept/keeps me going.
Love, Life, and Faith. Three things that today, I am thankful for.I’m all over social media so please…stop by and say hello!