A wife of noble character is her husband’s crown, but a disgraceful wife is like decay in his bones.
I can be bratty, selfish, and petty when I want to be…spoiled…rotten no, but spoiled nonetheless—first by my Maa and Didd’a and now by my King. Yet, neither is ever how I desire my light to beam. I much rather be polite, generous, and greater than crude human nature. I cannot change being spoiled, but I can be deserving of that which and who has spoiled me. This is why the process of living and growing is so beautiful to me. The longer I live, the more I cherish all that I was, am and will be. Continue reading “Love letters and swear words”