“I’m proud of you”

Kind words can be short and easy to speak, but their echoes are truly endless –Mother Teresa.

When was the last time you told someone you were proud of them? Was it for something small or big they accomplished or a goal they were working on day in and day out? In any event, did you tell them?

Over the past two years I have encountered some challenges but continue to remain thankful for each situation. From work and home life to family and friendships – the lessons have been worth it. But more importantly, I’m thankful for my motivators and inspirers who keep me going with kind words. And this week, I got a dose which was right on time.

“I’m proud of you.” It’s amazing how these four words stopped me right in my tracks. While I’ve been told this before from friends to colleagues, I think what grabbed me: it was from someone close who noticed. Certainly there have been others who have said the same words – you know who you are and I appreciate you — but it got me thinking about why it was so important.

When someone says, they’re proud of you it means they’ve been paying attention to you through the ups and downs, been right there watching you remain committed to what you want to accomplish. And it means a lot.

I sat there and re-read the email about three or four times and then responded with how much it meant to me. It was what I needed and I held onto the words.

We all know how important it is to compliment one another – especially women. But when someone actually notices it carries a lot of weight. At that moment I felt reinvigorated, courageous, ambitious, and knew I could count on myself to keep moving forward.

The next time you see something worth the mention, tell the person “I’m proud of you!” We all could use a pat on the back.

Because the sun always comes out after the rain . . .

Sun Taylor

P.S. And for the record, I’m proud of you reading this post. I am certain you have done something to hug yourself for :o)


Happy Labor FREE Day

Well . . . the summer will unofficially end in three days; back to school and back to the basics. But in celebration of Labor Day, I’ve decided to have a Labor FREE Day come Monday:

  • I will not jump out the bed early
  • I will not be cooking
  • I will not be cleaning
  • I will not be folding laundry
  • I will not yell at a kid to stop whatever – just walk away
  • I will not run around the house doing projects that I forgot about during the week

That’s all–carry on.

Happy Labor FREE Day!

Because the sun always comes out after the rain. . .





 40 – A bottle containing 40 fluid ounces of malt liquor beer. The beer is of low quality and fairly cheap to buy ~ Urban Dictionary

This past Monday, I turned 40. But luckily I’m not of “low quality and fairly cheap to buy.” But pass me an Olde English and pour out a little liquor for 39; she’s gone.

In all seriousness, I had a great time, received wonderful gifts, and was happy to see another year. “Life begins at 40,” or “40 and fabulous” started to roll in quickly and I appreciated them all. But I do think I was already fabulous #adjustingcrown.

I did notice my temperament— with some things— immediately changed. It was a reawakening of “you got this and don’t forget it.” Five days in and several thoughts have come to mind with 4-0:

Who cares what others think
I have never really been one to care what others think (besides my husband and perhaps 2.5 others) But now, I REALLY don’t. Think what you want. Those are your thoughts anyway.

Call it like you see it
I used to tread lightly in certain areas and with certain people. Deuces to that. Whether it’s good or bad, be ready for nice, nasty, or nice-nasty. You pick which one. We’ll still be friends. . . maybe.

“Ain’t nobody got time for that”
With three kids, work, life, and my new age, I really don’t have time for games or play-play. It’s straight up about business, at least sometimes. I still love you though.

Step off and away from . . .
The scale! I had grandeur plans to lose 50 lbs for my 40th. Guess what? That didn’t quite happen. But, I feel great and have learned to accept me for who I am: lips, hips, and a bag of chips. Whaa?

Root for yourself
Ups and downs in my 39 years has taught me to go for the win for you. Being selfish is not always being selfless. Remember that moms and dads.

Do what you want
And in the process be unapologetic. We get caught up in what we should do as opposed to what we really want to do. Have a plan and do you boo!

And finally, remain thankful. Never let the things you want make you forget about the things you have.

Because the sun always comes out after the rain . . .

Sun Taylor

Day One or One Day?

This one is quick and straight to the point.

I don’t even know where to begin. What the $*&% is going on? Is this really happening?

Recent events and commentary about Charlottesville has us all thinking and contemplating our next move. Well, apparently people are “making America great again.” Really? #smdh

Well if anyone cares, America was great before all this “ish” started going down – like about a year or so ago—now enters the current president. A couple of things come to mind when I think about all that has transpired over the last couple of months and possible next moves:

  1. Since we were bamboozled last November, perhaps we should think about another voting system: maybe a fingerprint– the middle finger sounds about right.
  2. We need to continue to teach children to understand and accept differences early on. But they also need to understand race and racism. There’s a difference.
  3. Do your own research when it comes to politics, controversy, and whatever else. And then pass truth on because everyone loves false truths.
  4. The media is tricky – watch what you watch and hear – everything is up for discussion these days but it may not be what it’s cracked up to be.
  5. Stop living up to stereotypes that you or others have created. Do the opposite of what the “label” reads.
  6. Continue to pull people’s card when they say or do something that makes you uncomfortable. And I don’t only mean from a black and white standpoint – but all standpoints.
  7. No need to talk in code. Tell what’s really going on even if you offend people.
  8. Continue to hold politicians accountable. Write a letter, send an email, or just show up.
  9. Do the right thing- always. No need to be right. Just do right. Simple.
  10. And finally, work on getting 45 out of the White House. No other explanation needed.

This is a reminder that we all have to move more towards what needs to be done–purposefully and strategically–as opposed to waiting for someone else to do it. Present company included.

You either start with day one OR one day. You decide.

Because the sun always comes out after the rain . . .

Sun Taylor

Time out…puhlease!

Welcome back to school; hooray (insert sarcastic tone).

A part two to my oldie but goodie post from last week, I recently contributed to Atlanta Area Mom Blogs and realize that we ALL need a freakin’ time out similar to our kids.

Take heed and enjoy!

Because the sun always comes out after the rain.

Sun Taylor


Keep smelling the roses

Perfect time for this oldie but goodie.

It’s back to school time which equals crazy schedules, homework, and even more wine. As we all work around each other, remember to take time for yourself (mom and dad), slow down, and keep smelling the roses.


Sun Taylor


It’s Thursday mid-morning, I’m chit chatting with family, relaxed, and having a nice breakfast. And then I realize I have ONE hour to get to the grocery store, run some other errands, and pick up the first born from school. Immediate head rush.

I jump up and my aunt says “slow down.” I breathe in and out and hit the door like the Dukes of Hazzard (remember Daisy Duke?)

Why are we always in a rush? I see people rushing way too much these days. We put such a high priority on being numero uno, getting things done quickly, or getting somewhere fast. Slow down please, the roses will thank you.

Case in point – I’m in the car line picking up my child and another parent rushes out of the parking lot in between me and another car. I almost lost it but remembered where I was and who was with me  – so I mumbled the four letter words under my breath.

Guess what? We ended up at the same stop sign at the exact same time. Surprise. This happens most of the time – you end up at the same place after you rudely skirted around someone or honked your horn. Slow down, the roses are waiting.

And what about this thing called “rush hour traffic.” That has got to be the biggest oxymoron on the face of the planet- sorry, I digress.

Anyway, we tend to spend our days trying to meet deadlines, beat stop signs, or make beelines. We rush through giving our kids a kiss goodbye or telling our spouses “have a good day” for no apparent reason. Again, slow down.

You never get time back with your family and friends and rarely want those special moments to go by quickly. Life is way to short to rush through it.

So. . . sloowww downnnn and SMELL THE ROSES! They’re ready.

Because the sun always comes out after the rain . . .

Sun Taylor


Late breaking: school starts next week :/

If you haven’t figured it out by now – or rather accepted the fact school starts next week for some – please join in the “fun.” It’s only Friday evening and you have PLENTY of time. . . not really.

As we all prepare for that big day with school supplies, uniforms, and whatever else, there are some that need a little extra help.

My husband and I own a barber shop and we’re hosting a back to school event on Saturday, August 5 and WE NEED YOUR HELP!  You can make a donation here toward school supplies that will assist over 100 families in the community.

So do what you can to make a difference. Because the sun always comes out after the rain.

Sun Taylor


What Matters Most

Humility. Yes, I am actually writing about this because Leos (birthday August 21!), yours truly, tend to be stubborn, wanting to do what they want to do, and don’t take “no” for an answer. We are confident in our decisions and usually find a work-around if there is a challenge ahead.

Recently I read an article posted by a dear friend (thanks @creativityflows19) that really stood out. It was by Jason Young about being humble – not just with man, but more importantly, with God.

As you all know, I write about all types of things in my life – my kids, my husband, my family, my friends, and whatever else. In addition, I’m hopeful that somewhere in my writing my spirituality comes through. I am no saint, more so a work in progress, but try to remain connected to a higher being.

A long time ago, my father told and taught me about humility “If you remain humble before God, anything is possible.” I never forgot it. Never.

Like I said, a work in progress and I’ve learned a lot in the past year about humility. From being at home with my kids, to reinvigorating our media & events business, to going back to work, to staying afloat with our barber shop, and trying to keep it all together.

With all of this, there have been threats to my sanity, our finances, my marriage, and family – and I don’t mean threats from people. I mean the threats that come in from our thoughts that create unnecessary situations, issues, and of course arguments.

When was the last time you had an argument and humbled yourself by saying “I’m sorry” first? At times, it’s hard for some – we just let it ride when we know we were wrong or, heck, even right. I tend to think first about all the reasons why I was right and they were wrong. It’s human nature I guess.

But what does being right have to do with being humble? Nothing I am finding. Yes, right is right and wrong is wrong but what does it really mean when we think about it? Again, nothing.

I have found that when you come to someone and apologize, it softens their heart and yours. It rids you both of the weight that comes with an argument (that was probably dumb in the first place) or a grudge that is holding you back in some way. It’s just not worth it.

At the end of the day, we all learn from our issues. Those experiences make us stronger. When you show humility, you’re the better person and will always come out on top in God’s eyes. That’s what matters most.

Because the sun always comes out after the rain . . .

Sun Taylor



What happens on this trip, STAYS on this trip. #pinkyswear

Remember that time you took a girls trip? I thought it’d be appropriate to bring all those memories back considering the movie, Girls Trip, comes out next week. This type of trip would be perfect right about now, I’m just saying.

I remember a time when a girls trip or field trip was nothing – you thought it and then you did it. We would hit the car or plane with no worries with freedom to do whatever. Now, it’s like moving an iceberg.

o   First it has to be cleared with the CFO husband

o   Second, possible arrangements for the kids – um, why am I doing this and one parent will still be present?

o   Now to pack clothes that I probably either can’t fit or don’t even like anymore – but let’s roll anyway

o   How much money do you I need – refer back to the CFO – wosah

o   Now hit the road –oh wait, I forgot my underwear—just kidding.

In all honesty, I love taking road trips or plane trips with my girls. I have traveled to Jamaica, France, Spain, and Sweden among other places with friends. And then there were all the adventures in college to New York, Chicago, Philly, LA, South Carolina (shout out to Orangeburg!) and others I can’t remember. It was an exploratory time and I loved it.

So with the movie coming out in about a week, here is a list of girl trips I plan take BEFORE then…sure. I can dream, right?

A Day at Serenbe

A cool community south of Atlanta where you can shop all day, go to the spa, hike, and more. And then if you’re tired, stay with your friends at The Inn. Do whatever your fancy pants wants. Any takers?

Pop the Cork Wine Tours

Did you say wine? I am there with a big glass. I love wine tasting and this seems like an awesome opportunity to get together and be adult with your girlfriends. Lunch is included too? Cheers!

Iwi Fresh Garden Day Spa

Need I say more? Anything that has the word “spa” in it, works for me. No kids. No husband. Relaxation. And then you head back to reality after it’s over…but who’s keeping tabs right? Sit back and enjoy anyway.

Salamander Resort & Spa

When I finally do get away for a quick girlfriends trip, this would be one of my picks primarily because it’s owned by extraordinaire Sheila C. Johnson. It sounds wonderful and I have friends that have been—without me (insert sad face).

Kanuhura Maldives

And for the ultimate girls trip, THIS IS IT. When I call and say “pack your bags,” don’t ask any questions because this is where we are going. Beautiful!

So take a moment, think of all your girls, and plan a field trip…NOW!

Because the sun always comes out after the rain…especially with your girlfriends!

Sun Taylor

Doe Joe on that Beat

I think one of the most important lessons we can teach our kids is responsibility. I have always told my family and friends: my kids are either my problem now or society’s probably later- so I try to teach them how to be right now and do what they’re supposed to do.

The best way to teach kids responsibility at an early age – chores. I actually didn’t mind chores growing up which is probably why I am somewhat of a neat freak now. If my house is in disarray, I can’t function and then everyone is in trouble #workinprogress

According to the Center for Parenting, research indicates that children who have a set of chores have higher self-esteem, are more responsible, and are better able to deal with frustration and delay gratification, all of which contribute to greater success in school.* Walah. Bring it on!

This past week, we started chores in the house. At school, my oldest son gets “doe-joe” points if he is a model student and/or does a good deed. So at home, we decided go with “doe-go” dollars as in “do good,” dollars for chores. It was easy peasy and I was willing to give it whirl with my 4 and 6-year old.

This is how the conversation somewhat went down:

Me: “Ok, we are going to start chores this week for an allowance.”

Kids: “Allowance? What’s that?”

Me: “Money!”

Kids: “Oh, like doe-joe points at school?”

Me: Blank stare…”Ohh, yes.”

Me: “We’ll call them doe-go dollars, like do-good dollars, ok?”

Kids: “Ok!”

And then. . . the skies opened up (insert hallelujah music here)

  1. The playroom was immediately cleaned and vacuumed (with little assistance mind you) and I didn’t have to ask twice.
  2. The family room was dusted (with some of my help) without any fighting over who was going to do it.
  3. The beds were made with no issues like whining that tends to drive me KRAZY.
  4. Socks were put on without “I can’t” or “I don’t want to.” Is this a joke?
  5. Shoes were put away BEFORE I broke my ankle and tripped over them.
  6. And most important, they learned to work together – for now at least.

I should have started this when they were 1 and 3 years-old. Now, I’m broke.

In any event, I am glad the kids want to help and can appreciate earning (and saving) money. The best thing about having three kids: I will not be cleaning as much (live in housekeepers); the yard will always be done (yes, work needs be done outside too darlings!); and the laundry service will come to a halt soon (they’ll be washing their own darn clothes) because I am about tired of all these socks.

I can’t wait . . . because the sun always comes out after the rain when your KIDS clean your house. Off to the nail salon!

Sun Taylor

*Center for Parenting Education website