I have mixed emotions about Juneteenth becoming a national holiday. For one, it took us long enough, and two, the timing seems more of a ploy to shut us up about the issues of racism constantly being overlooked and whitewashed in our country.
Whenever my community gets loud about racism, we are met with backlash and temporary solutions that feel more like band-aids than cures. When we speak up about band-aids, we’re told how to feel by people who have no desire to understand. Instead, we should be grateful that we got something (holiday), which is toxic positivity that future proves what we have always known, black lives don’t matter enough in this country.
Nonetheless, Juneteenth becoming a holiday is still a good thing. The idea that it will spark curiosity for those who don’t know this part of history. Now, we just have to tackle the “critical race theory” ban to ensure students learn about it in school.
I had my first business trip this past weekend. I never imagined myself having my own business, but here I am. It is an incredible ride thus far. This introvert has stepped out of her comfort zone and walked proudly into the season of living my best life.
After losing my daughter, Journey, I never thought I could get here, enjoying life again in the mist of still hurting. It is ONLY God. I promised myself that I would honor my baby girl by living out my wildest dreams and helping others do the same.
Flash forward to now
💎I’m learning and unlearning ideologies that have held me back.
🔸 Stop believing you can’t have the life you desire.
🔸 Stop believing you have to become someone else. You are more than enough being who God created you to be.
🔸It doesn’t have to be perfect, you just have to do it!
🔸You will never feel ready, you just have to step out on faith & trust God will do the rest.
🔸 No, it’s not easy but neither is staying in a season you’ve outgrown.
As I level up, I want to take some people with me! So, stay tuned! I’ve got some things up my sleeves. 😉
Thanks for reading,
-Ebby
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Today is National Birth Mom’s day. This day is special to me because if it wasn’t for my son’s selfless birth mom, I would not be the mother I am today.
For numerous families, adoption is the only way to be parents. I want to reiterate that we do not take lightly that the day of our greatest joy is another’s day of greatest sorrow. Thank you to all the birth mother’s out there! You are seen. You are valued. You are loved.
When we think of infertility, we often think of the woman’s plight. Next to that woman, there is a man with inconspicuous grief and pangs of fatherhood. He may not experience the physical pain of infertility, but his pain is just as real.
My husband is an amazing human being. Oftentimes, he has silenced his own grief in order to take care of mine. I see the hurt in his eyes and I know that he always wants to ensure that I am okay first. I’m thankful for him.
In this picture, he is holding our firstborn son. We did a private adoption. We were able to meet our son at just a few hours old. We were able to spend all three days in the hospital with our son and his amazing birth mom. This is one of my favorite pictures of my husband. He has always longed to be a father and this picture was the first one he took as one.
