Another Year Ends…
I just said my final goodbye of 2023. Also, I’m being dramatic cause it was more like a see you in Jan, but a goodbye nontheless. And now, I’m sitting outside on this beach facing terrace at this really nice restaurant. The birds are chirping and there’s a light breeze. I can smell the saltwater. Lunch was phenomenal and I’m waiting for my now regular waitress to bring my last glass of rose prosecco (cause one thing Sharee gon do is drink a lil wine, lol).
Work is work. I’ve learned so much in the last 12 months it’s crazy. It’s nice to see my professional growth, and to be acknowledged by my leaders for being good at what I do. (Dear Mrs. Hawkins…the STOP signs believe me when I tell them they aren’t red.) Currently speaking increase into my professional growth. Looking forward to these doors opening up and welcoming me with open arms into the next phase of my career.
Momming a 6yo and a 17yo is the wildest dynamic, but I wouldn’t trade these humans for all the quiet in the world. Mom guilt is real some days – work takes me from them 5/6 days a week, and sometimes on the 7th day too. I miss the days where I was solely dedicated to being a mom. I know this all has purpose, so I’m grateful for all the things I can do financially now that time is shorter than it once was. Next year’s goal is to take them more places, get more stamps, and have more experiences.
My marriage is done. This existence that once defined such a large part of my life is over. This ending plagued me for a while because it felt like failure. Thank you to Manny for telling me that I’m not in control of how someone else drives their car. I have the utmost respect you and your unbiased feedback. This goes for Mitchum and Westside too! Ya’ll made sure ya girl got through one of the most challenging moments I’ve ever experienced.
I am ever grateful to those who held my hand, wiped my tears, kept me company, got me out the house, and introduced me to the most amazing year I didn’t know was always at my fingertips. T – the holder of all my Doha shenanigans…girl… that’s it…that’s the message. Ce – ILY my lil baby. AK and Nat, thank ya’ll for showing me that being a wife isn’t about being married. You two have trusted my advice and it’s only made me trust myself more.
Soul Check Sunday’s and Big Tae (not the lil one) – you brought me back to my roots and I will always sing if you ask me to! ITI, ya’ll the family. In moments of unwanted solitude, I was gifted a family that has kept me company. I’ve learned from ya’ll, laughed with ya’ll, and the world gotta be easy when it comes to me cause I’m ya’ll lil sis and my siblings will beat ya’ll TF up behind me. LOL.
My best friend is better than ya’lls. That’s it. I will forever get mushy when talking about the woman that saved my life that one day (and all these days after..6+ years later) she told me she needed to lay eyes on me after a bad thing happened to me. You are my heart, and I can’t wait to be roommates so these kids can have each other, and we can Starbucks and heal!
There have been so many others that have made this year, THAT YEAR. Thank you to YOU! You who showed me that my intuition is spot on and to trust my first mind. You who showed me that when people see what they want, they summon it to their presence. You who showed me that reading physical books and dating myself was mandatory. You who showed me that I was never asking for too much. You who have shown me what it’s like to not get butterflies…to not have someone upset my nervous system. You who look at me as if you were once parched and now your thirst is quenched. Gratitude for all that has been poured into me.
This turned into like a book acknowledgement, but I felt like I needed to tell you all thank you. The parts you all have played in my growth…irreplaceable!
Last, but never the least, aye I’m so MF proud of me!!!! This year was about making Sharee proud of herself.
2024 – I’ma show ya’ll why you should be proud of me too!
(final note – to everyone that purchased Collapsed this year, thank you!)
Happy New Year!