Dear 2021

I feel like 2021 was a horrible ex-boyfriend who tried to do me dirty but ended up making me stronger. This year started off with me coming to the conclusion that my dream of living in Los Angeles wasn’t going the way I’d planned and I needed to make a huge decision. When you dream of something for so long and you finally get it, you are overjoyed. But when it’s not all glitz and glam, you come to a shocking reality. But one thing is for sure, ever since I made that 27 hour trek across country from my comfort zone, I have felt like I can do ANYTHING. I’m proud of myself for not giving up, but instead leveling up.

Atlanta was a struggle for me. I’m sure most of you know that by now. I didn’t want to move from Los Angeles to common Atlanta. But when you’re mature, you have to have an understanding that sacrifice is a must. I had to give up my dream and face reality or I was going to lose my mind. Moving here was a very smooth transition to be honest. It’s just that the enemy (devil) knew that I’d have a breakthrough and wanted to test me. That test wasn’t easy by any means and many times I wanted to throw in the towel. But defeat wasn’t in my plans and I kept on by the grace of God. It was only Him that kept me up those first six months and continues to keep me now.

I had to come to the realization that after my test, God gave me what I asked. I wanted my own place, a better paying job that I actually enjoyed, and a city where I could socialize and explore. I didn’t see it at first, but my prayers were definitely answered. Atlanta was the place where I would truly see what I was made of. It’s one thing to talk about faith, but to exercise it is another. That’s exactly what I had to do. And I’m thankful to this very day that 2021 didn’t break me. Oh I was bent out of shape, but breaking wasn’t part of the plan. Now I must continue to walk by faith and see what 2022 has in store. I’m prayerful that it’s going to be amazing! Get on board and have high hopes with me. Be sweet.