Brave enough to write a new story

Good morning beautiful souls!

Sorry I didn’t write to you yesterday I’ve got a lot going on, so today I’ll keep it extra real for you. There are certain things I can’t write about anymore for a while, but there’s a shit ton that I still have to say so bear with me for the next few months and know that my journal will be published one day.

If you follow my blog on a regular basis you already know what’s going on in my life and you know about my accident. I won’t be repeating those stories today, you will have to go look them up and catch yourself up.

But I will tell you that I’ve kicked some more fears in the ass this week.

Months ago my best friend Bretnie and I bought our daughters tickets to see their favorite bands perform in Columbus.

This is the part of being a mom that I love. When I see my daughters face light up with excitement it makes my heart full. There’s nothing better in the entire world then the love we share for each other.

I was a little bit worried I wasn’t even going to be able to take her to this concert because of my accident. It’s not just the no teeth thing, it’s the fractured septum and the pain that comes with it.

But I did it and it was fun and I became stronger because of it. It was a long ass night but I wouldn’t change a single thing.

It’s in the middle of adversity that we learn so much about ourselves. I was blessed by so many different things and people that night. And I also got to spend some much needed girl time with my bestie and her daughter Bella.

This picture represents love, faithfulness, bold, strong, independent ladies, who aren’t afraid to be themselves ever. This picture was supposed to represent no smiling since my smiles gone, and as you can see my daughters as goofy as me.

She does her own thing and I love her for it. The world doesn’t need more girls who lives masked insecurities. The world needs more girls who can show up and be themselves no matter what.

We don’t grow when life’s easy. We don’t learn to be brave unless we learn how to walk right into the middle of the storm.

I’d be a big fat liar if I sat here and said going out to a concert with no teeth excited me. I actually dreaded it at times, but I still went.

If I would have focused on myself I would have never made it. Instead I focused on the girls, and what a good time we were going to have. I focused on how long it had been since we were all able to hang out alone and laugh together.

I focused on all of the good things that were going to happen and by doing this it helped me forget about what I was going through.

Sure I would have loved to be in better health and to smile real big for the pictures but by the end of the night it didn’t even matter.

We sat next to the nicest couple with the cutest kids. They had 2 biological kids and they had adopted 2 other children. Their little girl made my heart smile all night long, because her smile was infectious.

(Don’t mind my eyes focus on her cuteness)

See what I’m talking about she’s amazing. You know I don’t believe in coincidences, so here we are with all of these people and at first I don’t want to say anything, because I’m thinking my mouths gonna scare them off when I open it.

But eventually I’m brave enough to start a conversation, and I’m so glad that I did.

Because guess what?

Their friend had an accident and lost her front teeth also. I listened in wonder as she was describing it to me and I thought holy shit, I’m not alone.

She showed me a picture of her beautiful friend rocking it and it totally inspired me to be braver.

I’ve gone through the motions of being mad and being sad and not wanting to show my face in public. I’ve learned that I won’t be eating out for a really long time and that lots of the normal things that I take for granted won’t be happening for a long time.

But my goodness am I thankful that I’m brave and that I can keep going because I am blessed.

The concert and the memories were perfect. The company and the lessons that were learned that night far exceeded my wildest expectations.

God will bless you if your brave. It won’t be perfect but it will be your best story yet.

I hope that you understand that even when it’s hard you still have to show up. You still have to try and that you will be rewarded for your bravery.

One day at a time I get stronger and stronger πŸ’œ and I know that my new life will be even better then my old life.

May you learn to blessed in the middle of the mess because that’s where the magic lies.

Thank you all for reading my blog

πŸ’œ Tay Tay

God Bless



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