lately…

If someone had told teenage me I would grow up to love pink the way I do, I wouldn’t believe them. I’m sure younger me knew all along. Ashanti at almost thirty, because I cannot believe it but am so embracing it, loves Valentine’s Day, loves love, loves seeing everyone celebrate those most important to them. After Christmas, it’s my second favorite holiday. This year, as I am entering the first full year of living in my apartment , I threw a Galentine’s Day party for me, my sisters and my niece. We spent the day being the creative ladies that we are in our pretty pink pajamas and painted, not only little sculptures but our faces. I never learned to do makeup beyond a lot of lip gloss and a little mascara. Maybe it’s time? I’m doing my best to step out of my comfort zone and try new things. Makeup…what’s next? Driving?! Hopefully yes and when I’m driving my little Volkswagen Beetle around with the top down singing for the whole neighborhood to hear, I don’t want to hear anyone talk about how long it took me. At least I got there. Now either sing along or get out!

Life is so sweet right now. I promise I don’t take it for granted. I’ve been spending most of my time reading and painting and taking on new hobbies. Though no poetry has been written in a while. I like to think I’m in a stage of living and gaining inspiration. Someone told me you’re still a poet even if you’re not physically writing because your body is writing through the experiences you have. That made me feel so much better. Writer. Poet. I still get to be those things even when I don’t partake in them as consistently as I would like. Though come to think of it, National Poetry Month is right around the corner. What’s a girl to do?