Category: life experience

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I’ve Never Trusted Whirlwind Anything

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I’ve never been one to trust whirlwind anything.

And no, this doesn’t mean I’m closed off, cold, or incapable of connection. I’m actually very social. I’m friendly, warm, and I genuinely enjoy meeting new people. I’ll walk into a room, engage, listen, laugh, and connect. But I’ve always been someone who warms up rather than dives in headfirst.

What I’ve learned about myself is this: the faster someone attaches to me, whether it’s intense praise, instant closeness, or declarations of how “special” I am, the more uncomfortable I become. Not flattered. Not excited. Uncomfortable.

There’s something about immediate admiration or fast emotional attachment that doesn’t sit right with me. When someone decides very quickly that I’m their person, their best friend, or the answer they’ve been searching for, I don’t feel chosen, I feel rushed. And rushed decisions, in any area of my life, have never been my style.

Sure, there’s a moment at the beginning where the attention can feel good. Who wouldn’t enjoy being admired? But that feeling fades quickly for me, replaced by a quiet instinct that says: You don’t know me yet.

And that’s the part that matters.

I recently talked to someone for a short time. He was kind, attentive, and genuinely a good person. There was nothing “wrong” with him. But the pace, the whirlwind of emotion, intensity, and certainty, turned me off almost immediately. Not because he was bad, but because it was too fast to be real for me.

I believe certain things take time. I want to be known, not idealized. I want someone to see my moods, my boundaries, my routines, my flaws, and my independence before deciding I’m the one they’ve been waiting for. Anything else feels like someone falling in love with an idea of me rather than the person I actually am.

Maybe this is a defense mechanism. Maybe it’s wisdom earned through experience. Or maybe it’s simply self-awareness.

I know this much: you don’t truly know how you feel about someone in the beginning. You only know the version they present and the version of yourself you choose to show. Depth comes later. Reality comes later. And I prefer to make decisions when reality, not excitement, is leading.

I’m calculated in all areas of my life. I don’t make rash choices. I sit with things. I observe. I reflect. And yes, that same approach applies to relationships. For me, slow doesn’t mean disinterested. It means intentional.

So I wonder, how do others feel about this?
Is moving slowly a flaw, or is it simply choosing substance over speed?

Because for me, real connection has never been about how fast it starts, but about how steady it lasts.

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Choosing Presence

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Today marks day three of a quiet but powerful decision I made as this year began: to live with intention.

For most of my life, I’ve lived ahead of time. My mind has often rushed forward, planning, anticipating, worrying about moments that haven’t arrived yet. Somewhere along the way, that habit turned into anxiety. A few weeks before the year ended, a simple truth settled into me: faith and fear cannot coexist equally. Neither can faith and anxiety. One always dominates the other.

And the only place faith can truly live is in the present.

So I started journaling at night. Not to analyze my future or solve tomorrow’s problems, but to reflect. I write what happened during the day, then I write how I felt about it. That’s all. No projections. No what-ifs. Just what was, and what is. That small shift has been grounding in a way I didn’t expect, it gently pulls me out of my head and back into the moment I’m actually living.

This morning, I woke up with that familiar tightness, subtle anxiety, no clear reason why. Instead of spiraling, I reminded myself of my intention: stay present. Live today as it unfolds. I didn’t have a plan. I didn’t force structure. I simply allowed the day to be.

And it was beautiful.

As I reflected tonight, I realized how effortlessly the day flowed. I enjoyed every piece of it. What struck me most was recognizing that there was a time in my life when a day like this would have overwhelmed me. A time when being exactly where I was, surrounded by the people I was with, would have triggered anxiety instead of peace. Back then, this moment would have felt heavy.

Today, it felt light. Easy. Free.

That’s why 2026 excites me, not because I know what’s coming, but because I know how I’m choosing to experience it. If life has always managed to work out even when my heart carried anxiety, I can only imagine how much more aligned it will feel now that I’ve made a conscious decision to stop worrying about things that haven’t happened yet.

One day, I’ll read back on these journal entries and see the growth I can’t fully measure right now. I don’t know where life will take me, but I do know this:

January 3, 2026 was a genuinely beautiful day.
And I’m grateful I honored it with intention.

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Writing My Way Back to Myself

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Many people would probably find this hard to believe, especially knowing that I’ve spent over 20 years in payroll, benefits, and various realms of accounting. I’ve built an entire adult career around numbers, systems, and structure. But at my core, I’ve always been a writer.

When I was a little girl, my dream wasn’t spreadsheets or reconciliations, it was words. I went to FIU and studied journalism, with a minor in marketing. I wanted to write for newspapers, to tell big stories, to be part of the news. Looking back now, and seeing where the news industry has gone, I can honestly say I’m not upset that life had other plans for me.

Life happened. I got married. I got divorced. I needed stability. Jobs required business degrees, finance, accounting, human resources, so I walked back into school, changed my major, and moved forward with a different path. And I won’t say I regret it. I genuinely enjoy what I do, especially now working more closely with benefits and having opportunities to support employees directly. I’m good at my job, and I take pride in that.

But I’d be lying if I said I never wonder.
I wonder where life might have gone had I given writing the same dedication I gave my career. Writing has always been there, quietly. I’ve kept blogs for years, writing my thoughts, my stories, my challenges, my growth. Not for an audience. Most people don’t even know they exist. But somehow, writing has always helped me reflect, to look back and realize that I did survive, that I did overcome.

In a way, I’ve become a life blogger,not for money, not for likes, but for myself.

2025 has been a year of reflection. I’ve come to terms with the fact that I do what I do professionally to provide, to put food on the table, to be responsible. But something in me is asking for more, something creative, something meaningful. Not just for me, but for others too.

I want to help people who feel stuck. People who feel like they’re drowning. Sometimes I want to say, “Stand up, you’re in one foot of water. I promise you, it’s going to be okay.” I see people hiding behind excuses, and all I want to tell them is: you’ve got this. Everything you need to save yourself is already inside you.

I recently shared on LinkedIn about journaling and blogging, about how writing allows you to connect the dots backward and finally understand why certain things had to happen. That perspective changes everything.

So I’ve decided I’m going to write again. I’m going to share more.

For me, 2026 will be intentional. Not in the cliché, New Year’s resolution kind of way,but in a way where every day holds meaning. Every day will be written in gratitude, even through struggle, even through worry. And when my thoughts feel worthy of being shared, I’ll share them.
The most interesting part? This isn’t about money. It never has been.

This is about finally giving life to the one part of me I’ve kept quiet for too long. Writing is the thing I love most, the thing I suppressed while I focused on survival and responsibility. And now, I finally know what I want to write about. I finally feel excited to share.

This next chapter isn’t about surviving anymore, it’s about living, with intention, and showing my children what it looks like to honor who you truly are.

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Surrender, but Still Hope

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There comes a time when you stop chasing and start surrendering. I’ve reached that point, where I’ve handed it all to God. I trust that whatever is meant for me will find me, in its time and in its way.

But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t still wish.

I wish for those simple, beautiful things, wine nights on the porch with someone who feels like home. Dates that don’t feel like effort, but excitement. Someone who looks forward to seeing me, just as much as I look forward to seeing him. I don’t necessarily need marriage or a big fairytale ending, I just want that kind of love that feels easy and real.

Someone who makes me laugh until my stomach hurts. Who loves country music as much as I do, who wants to go to concerts, cheer for their favorite team, and spend weekends with family. Someone who’s just present. Who calls because they want to hear my voice, not because it’s a routine.

I want love that doesn’t feel forced, not for me, and not for him. The kind that just flows because both people want to be there.

So yes, I surrender to God. I let go of control and stop searching so hard. But surrender doesn’t mean I’ve stopped hoping. My heart still whispers for that connection, that genuine, wholehearted love.

If it’s meant for me, it will come.
And when it does, I’ll be ready, ready to pour into it the same love I’ve been saving all along.

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A Dream That Felt like Home

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Last night I had the sweetest dream. It wasn’t anything grand or wild, just simple, but it left me with such a tender feeling when I woke up. In the dream, I was dating someone wonderful. We’d only been together about a month, and his family was celebrating a birthday. He asked me to come with him.

What struck me most wasn’t him, but them. His family was genuinely happy to have me there. I sat with his mom and sister, and we talked for what felt like forever. It was easy, warm, and welcoming. For a moment, it felt like home.

When I opened my eyes, that’s when it hit me: I’ve never really experienced that in my real life.

Yes, I met my kids’ father’s family, but it wasn’t this big, meaningful “we’re introducing her” moment. I was just the person who came after his last relationship, and it didn’t feel special. After that, the men I dated either weren’t close to their families or weren’t “ready” to bring me into that part of their lives. I’ve even been in long relationships, one, two years, where no one in their family even knew I existed.

And so this dream made me realize something about myself. I’m not just looking for love, I’m looking for a sense of belonging. My own family circle here in Miami is small, it’s really just my mom, my brother, my kids, and my nephew. That’s it. So deep down, I think I’ve always wished for a partner whose family would welcome me, too. To feel like I wasn’t just dating him, but being embraced by the people who raised him, who love him. I want to be someone’s “plus one” where the whole family is actually excited to see me walk through the door.

And this isn’t me being sad or saying, “poor me.” It’s just me realizing, thanks to a dream, what my heart has been quietly hoping for all along.

Because love, to me, isn’t just two people, it’s the way lives intertwine. It’s walking into a room full of people who aren’t blood but still feel like family, and knowing you belong there.

Maybe the dream was only a dream. Or maybe it was a reminder: don’t settle for anything less than the kind of love that feels like home.