Where my girls at?

A friend is like a star that twinkles and glows; Or maybe like the ocean that gently flows; A friend is like gold that you should treasure; And take care of forever and ever.

– Ashley Campbell

Ever really miss your girls? Of course you do and I miss mine often considering I live a good distance from most of them. Thankfully, I had the opportunity to see them tonight – live and in full effect!

As you know, we live in Atlanta and the squad is in the DMV – as in Washington, D.C., Maryland, and Virginia. When I attended Howard University– shout out to the Bison family-I met some really good friends and love that we still keep in touch after 20 years. Wait, did I just age myself?

When my husband and I decided to move to Atlanta, it took me a moment to accept there would be no more drinks at Ozios, The Meeting Place, or dinner at some restaurant we all wanted to try. And then all the other antics that bonded us even closer – ups and downs, major accomplishments, relationships, marriages, kids…you get the picture. We have done a lot together and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

I’m blessed to be among women who truly inspire me. I love how we all come from different walks of life and stay true to each other. I also love how we can pick up a conversation from years ago and carry on like we just talked yesterday or have a conversation across the room and not say a word #thelooks.

True friends are there from the beginning to the end no matter what. They will never judge, will ALWAYS be there, and when you cry, they cry.

So on this evening as I have a cocktail with them, I’m reminded to value each and every one…where my girls at? Right here!

Because the sun always comes out after the rain…

Sun Taylor


The blues and pink

Two boys and a baby girl. Period. But I’m still the queen of the castle, boss lady, or whatever we’re calling it these days.

We run a media and events company and own a barber shop. But the most tiresome and fulfilling job is raising our kids. The “blues” are 5 and 3 years-old and the “pink” is 6 months old. I love my kids but one thing is certain: sometimes they give me the blues with a slap of pink.

And when does it truly get to me? When I haven’t been able to get through projects, returning a call from a week ago, or whatever else because I have inserted kid one, two, or three. I used to love buying frivolous stuff – an earring tree, rhinestone stapler, or cute tissue box holder. These items were all VERY important. Things have somewhat changed – rhinestones are now on the wipes box.

commercialbreak-300x225So nowadays when I get to that point of “save me now,” I insert that commercial break. A dear friend of mine has a wonderful blog:  More Than Caleb’s Mom – I couldn’t agree more. Yes, I’m a mom, but I’m also a dancer, painter, and model in my head . . .  and to keep these wonderful dreams alive, sleep deprivation tends to be my drug of choice.

In any event, remember to take time for yourself if you’re a parent or not.  My kids are my world and I wouldn’t trade them for anything or have it any other way.

There will always be mounds of laundry, someone who has pooped in their pants, or another with a running nose who wants to play. Wipe the germs away and don’t sweat the small stuff or small people. They eventually grow up and then we miss them terribly.

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

Sun Taylor