hot mess express

Today, I am grateful for friends I can be myself with, especially when I feel like a hot mess express in an inextinguishable dumpster fire. 

I am learning how to be courageous, to trust in divine timing, and to continually surrender my fears, my self-hate, and my will to my higher power. 

I accomplished acknowledging I felt disappointed when the focus of a meeting shifted, expressing my need to have the originally scheduled conversation sooner rather than later, and gratefully accepting the unexpected opportunity to be of service. 

I delighted in witnessing a beautiful deer cross the canal, in helping craft an important message for an organization that matters to me, and in hearing my bestie’s voice which helped me ground.