“Get it together!”

“Why are you acting like this?”

“What is wrong with you?”

These are all too familiar when you are trying to keep it together and can’t. You have a lot going on and decide to buckle down, not think about what’s really happening, and operate on “holding.” Guess what? You don’t have to.

We get stuck when we think we’re supposed to just “suck it up” and move on. Umm no. If you need help, ask – and I don’t just mean from family and friends.

Too many people live in a dark place when they need help. They don’t ask for it in fear of what others will say or simply because of pride.  We reject the idea of getting a therapist, marriage counseling, life coach or whatever a licensed professional can offer.

Good mental health is just as important as physical health. And for people that look like me – mental health tends to be overlooked. Instead, we are told to “pray about it” and carry on. I do agree that praying is important but we also need to be wise when we know something needs to be adjusted.

African Americans are 20% more likely to report having serious psychological distress than non-Hispanic Whites, according to the U.S. Department of Health and Human Services Office of Minority Services. Yet young adult African Americans, especially those with higher levels of education, are less likely to seek mental health services than their White counterparts, according to a study published by the American Psychological Association (Ebony Magazine).

We don’t have to hold ourselves together all the time. That’s called being normal. And if it gets to a point where it’s too much, seek professional help. You will thank yourself for saving yourself. I plan to and that’s perfectly fine #noshame.

Because the sun always comes out after the rain.

Sun Taylor


A “moment”

Need a moment, grab a Twix. Sorry, I couldn’t resist.

We all go through trying times, situations, and “interesting” people that call for a breather. From our spouses and kids to family and friends,  sometimes a #%& moment is required.

Most of my moments come with my kiddos – that’s two toddlers and one kindergartner – but I have learned to adapt… and red wine helps (wink).

So what do you do when you need a moment? Walk away, smile, or throw something – lol. Well, I had a lot of moments this week  with all types of ish calling for a Twix.

because-i-said-soOne of your toddlers keeps asking “why?”
This called for a moment of breathing in and out and I’m still dealing with it. I had to remember he’s only 3 years old and learning everything, thus the “why” all the time. If you are a stay at home mom, please take moments as much as you need. I usually retreat to my room BY myself and do nothing for as long as I can.


A client reaches out; “frackle-nackle-bull”
After working on a proposal for an entire day, you realize you have to walk away from the project. It was somewhat shady from the start and I should have realized…damnnn Gina! I had to refocus and get back on top of my game. This was when my moment called for a jumbo Twix. Nom, nom, nom.

what-you-talkin-bout-willis-quote-1When you’re told you’re selfish . . . hmm
This about sent me over the top. But I didn’t respond with words. I calmed my boiling skin and had the look of  Arnold. Sometimes you have to keep it moving; if people don’t literally walk in your shoes, they will never understand you. This moment called for a”drank.” Cheers, two times. Buh Bye!


“Overloaded” with laundry and everything else
Laundry piling up makes me “feel some type a way.” This weekend, I just did it all as opposed to waiting on the laundry fairy. This was a defining moment: clean laundry brought the clarity I needed and took the overloaded feeling away.

At the end of the day, we all need moments to be with ourselves and/or by ourselves. Take all the moments you need throughout the day to get through the day. Sun Taylor’s orders :o)

And as I put my shades back on and ride into the sunset, please know that my alone time a.k.a moment is sometimes for your safety.

Because the sun always comes out after the rain…

Sun Taylor







Boy Lessons

As a kid, I always wanted two kids- a boy and a girl. But apparently God had other plans.

I’m sure you’ve seen or heard enough about parenting boys -like their awkward bodily functions and the other “fun” stuff. But they also teach some really cool lessons, especially to their moms, and I learned one this week.

As I prepared for my first mother/son dance, I was super excited. Hair done – check. Nails painted-check. Suit and tie -check. We are ready to hit the dance floor.

But in the midst of this “first dance mode” and doing everything,  my kindergartner taught me about accepting help (even when it may not be necessary). For my three-year-old, we’ll just say #workinprogress, but he’s not far behind his brother :o).

“No, I got it,” and “Mommy will do it”(all for that matter) was the response before this post. Then I took a step back, caught my words, and realized what they were doing and what I needed to learn. Accept help even in the simplest form.

I’ve always been independent and took pride it getting the job done without the help of others. However, sometimes this can hinder our progress when we don’t receive the help openly or acknowledge that we even need it.

Our kids constantly see us multitasking. Surely they think we’re crazy so they step in like any other person would. And for boys, it’s even more important they learn the importance of helping and being gentlemen. This is what makes a good husband, father, and friend.

So as we prepare to leave for our mother/son dance, I am looking forward to taking it all in. I remain thankful that I truly have a child that helps when he sees it right in front of him. I am sure as we hit the door, he will more than likely get my keys, open the door, and walk me into the dance… and that’s what it’s all about.

Because the sun always comes out after the rain…

Sun Taylor