When I Grow Up…

This past Sunday, I held a “Dear Fall, Brunch” at mi casa. A group of homieboos came over with yummy eats and in the spirit of transition, we welcomed the new season and to spoke life into who and where we want to be this fall.

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We sat around the fire pit and shared our experiences, lessons learned and hopes. All of our “Dear Me Then” letters were placed in the flames to symbolize closed chapters, growth and new beginnings. We kept our “Dear Me Now” letters as a reminder and affirmation of who we are today and who we want to be.

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A well-timed reminder that sometimes we need to tell ourselves that we can do anything good, better than anyone else.

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