Rest Is Not a Weakness

For a long time, I thought self-care was something I would get around to when life became less busy. I often put my own needs on the back burner, convincing myself there were more important things to focus on.

Then life reminded me how important it is to slow down.

A difficult season, including experiencing a house fire and being displaced, completely shifted my perspective. While I would never wish for such a challenging experience, it taught me something invaluable: taking care of myself isn’t a luxury—it’s a necessity.

Today, self-care looks like listening to what my body and my heart are trying to tell me. It means slowing down, paying attention to my needs, and trusting my intuition instead of constantly pushing through exhaustion.

This week, I’m choosing to care for myself in simple but meaningful ways:

• 💪🏼 Moving my body by going to the gym regularly, not to chase perfection, but to feel stronger and healthier.
• 👗 Allowing myself a little retail therapy, embracing the joy that comes from treating myself without guilt.
• 🌞 Taking time to relax by the pool, giving myself permission to rest, recharge, and simply enjoy the present moment.

These may seem like small acts, but they’re things I rarely made time for before. Now I understand that caring for myself allows me to show up better in every other area of my life.

Healing isn’t always about fixing what’s broken. Sometimes it’s about creating space to breathe, to recover, and to reconnect with yourself.

Even in the hardest seasons, there can be unexpected blessings. Sometimes the greatest growth comes from the moments that force us to slow down and rediscover what truly matters.

There really is a silver lining in every storm—we just have to be willing to look for it.

How will you practice self-care this week?

Today, as I opened my devotional, I came across these powerful words: “I know the plans I have for you, and they are good.”

That’s a pretty bold statement, but I wholeheartedly believe it.

No matter if I’m having a rough day or one of those amazing days, whether I’m feeling down or soaring high, I hold onto this truth: God has plans for me. Plans that are good, even when life feels chaotic.

There are times when I let my guard down and share parts of my heart—not for sympathy or validation, but in hopes that someone else might relate to my journey. If my words can inspire even one person to see their life in a new light, then that’s truly incredible.

What I won’t do is hide away. I refuse to tone down my vulnerability. I won’t stay silent when I feel compelled to shed light on my experiences, no matter how messy or human they may be.

If what I share makes you uncomfortable, if my voice feels too loud, or if my experiences don’t resonate with you, there’s an easy fix: just unfollow.

So often, we hold back to avoid offending or upsetting others. But I believe God has called me to be bold. I’m far from perfect. I’ve been a sinner saved by grace for 54 years, and I’m just human. I’m a woman who believes she’s meant to make a difference.

This is me—raw, real, and authentic. And I choose to live boldly in my faith, sharing my story just as it is.

Recurring negative thoughts can really sap your energy, more than you might realize. They can weigh you down, cloud your judgment, and make it tough to move forward.

In my book, Finding Your Truest You, I dedicate a whole chapter to “Unlearning Negative Mindsets,” which I affectionately refer to as stinkin’ thinkin’.

The secret to letting go of these thoughts is pretty straightforward in theory, but it does take some practice:

 ✨Reframe your thoughts—try to see things from a different angle.

 ✨Tune out the noise that doesn’t help you.

 ✨Make it a point to focus on something positive every single day.

By sticking to this routine, you carve out space for peace and clarity. You stop battling the same thoughts in your head and start directing your energy toward what really matters.

Letting go of those pesky negative thoughts isn’t just a mental cleanup—it’s a bold act of self-care that revitalizes both your energy and your focus.

Sometimes, we quietly assume that our best days are already behind us.

The younger years. The easier years. The seasons when life looked a certain way and everything felt more familiar.

But what if they aren’t?

What if some of the best parts of life begin when you finally know yourself?

When you stop living according to other people’s expectations. When you understand your worth. When you choose relationships that bring peace instead of confusion. When you give yourself permission to pursue the things that make you feel alive and set your soul on fire.

Growing older doesn’t mean your best days are over. Sometimes, it means you’re finally becoming the woman who is ready to truly experience them.

You no longer need someone else to validate your dreams or tell you that you’re capable of more. You can choose what matters to you, trust the journey, and step into the life you’ve always wanted.

Maybe your best years aren’t behind you.

Maybe you’re just getting started.

And honestly, that thought excites me. ❤️

There is still so much life ahead, and I know I have only just begun to live.

Leadership is often misunderstood as having all the answers, always knowing what to say, and never making mistakes. But real leadership looks different. It’s not about perfection—it’s about presence.

True leadership is the courage to show up as you are. It’s being authentic, even when you feel uncertain. It’s choosing growth over comfort and showing up each day with the intention to be better than yesterday.

You don’t need to have everything figured out to lead. What matters most is your willingness to be real, to keep learning, and to move forward with honesty and purpose.

Woke up today with a new ache… and you know what? I couldn’t help but smile.

Yep, my knees are definitely having a conversation with me.
Yep, my back is asking for a moment of peace.
Yep, getting up sounds like a sound effects reel. 

But every little ache is a reminder that I’m still here. Still breathing. Still laughing. Still loving. Each twinge tells me my body has carried me through another day, another challenge, another moment worth cherishing.

Aging isn’t always a smooth ride — it creaks, it stretches, and it humbles you. But it’s also a privilege. Not everyone gets the chance to enjoy more time, more mornings, more opportunities to witness the sunrise, hear a friend’s laughter, or feel the warmth of a hug.

So, I’ll embrace the sore muscles. I’ll accept the slower pace. I’ll take that extra stretch before rolling out of bed. I’ll celebrate the strength that’s still there and the memories that keep me smiling. Because I’m truly grateful to still be on this side of the dirt. 

Here’s to growing older, gaining wisdom, and appreciating every single day — aches, pains, laughter, and love included. Every moment is a gift.