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Behind the Name

The weekend is over and it's Sunday the day before the work week, although being a mother the work is 7 days a week nonstop!!! ☺️ As I lie in bed I am accompanied by my youngest baby boy, Jabari, who is already, at 13months living up to his name which means brave. He would have had to been seriously brave to have taken his first steps at 10 months. All three of my children seem to live up to their names, my oldest son Jelani's name means mighty warrior of which he truly exhibits the characterists of, being more like a quiet storm.  As for my  middle child Jahtiba, his father and I sort of squished two names together during what some might call a mediation of the minds 😃, Jah which means God and Atiba which means understanding, hence gods understanding. Believe me my 9 year old Jahtiba wants to understand not only God but everything you can think of. Although there is never a dull moment in our house, as my grandma Annie would say, I am so grateful to be able to be present for my children. I remember being present but unavailable. Now I am fully alive, available and present. I am able to show up for my kids whether it be in the middle of a snow storm for Jelani's award ceremony, or to drop of Jahtiba to his arts classes and most certainly to hang out with Jabari. I must admit I couldn't do it alone and that's where "the village" comes in, my support group of family is what keeps me going and I am forever grateful for them. As I hustled and bustled this weekend to get everyone where they needed to be I didn't forget to do something for me. Taking care of me has to be a priority because if I don't no one will get taken care of. I made a decision as I am on this journey of self discovery and inner peace to always do something for me, weather it's something as small as a kind word to myself or as big as treating myself to a pair of new boots. I am learning to honor and love myself as I want other to do. My treat to myself was a small bouquet of eucalyptus ,which my mother always (and still does) kept in the house growing up. I am slowly transitioning in to the person I want to be, the more mature I get the more I realize that I will never stop finding myself, and that no matter how old I get it's never too late. I am on my way to living up to my middle name Temitayo (Pronounced Tem-Me-Tie-Yo)  which is Nigerian Yoruba and means Mind is Turned to Joy!!! 

My small bouquet of Eucalyptus.


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