Today, I half-heartedly committed to an outreach opportunity. After coaching Ellas game in the morning, I headed straight to the event. In a state of obligation. Begrudgingly already upset that I had overwritten and booked up my weekend. What happened took me by complete surprise. I reconnected with myself, through the various speakers at this wellness event. I listened, I breathed, I cried, I connected myself to others. Not necessarily in a work sense of outreach. But I connected to others on another level. Something within me was moved and shook. One of the speakers asked me after his presentation what was going on, one on one. At first, I choked up and said I had too much weighing me down. But then, I released. I felt an overwhelming sense of awareness. Maybe. God had plans to put me there with that group of people today. I was moved. It was completely unplanned and I was caught off guard. Another speaker asked the question, when did we stop dreaming of bettering ourselves, of reconnecting, of wanting more? We dream as children of what we will become in this world. Having that time to recenter and focus on myself came at an unexpected, but needed time. Someone today challenged me today to wake up and see the second chance before me. I love second chances. My life is in a not so neat way the story of second chances. What good is my second chance now If I let it pass me by in an instant of my everyday life living for others. Here is my second, second chance. To live, to see what is out there, to really see. To stop hiding behind the mask of my past traumas. To live and experience my life, through my own narrative, no other story but the one I build. I will continue to reconnect, to recenter. I will repeat my favorite mantra, “I am a sexy beast!”, I will live with INTENT. I will live for me and for the love of God I know I will succeed. These amazing people I met today unknowingly we connected and will make our communities stronger. I am incredibly grateful for my friend, Michelle Poitier, who led me here today and organized this event. Her story of empowerment and inspiration is so healing. Of all the things I took away, beside this second chance I given, I know that personally I am a woman of words. I use my words powerfully and with intent. I wish my speech would reflect my written power of words. I accept this strength. And hopefully with unknowing intent like the experience I had today, I have an impact in some small way on someone, and maybe even one day give them their second chance at life.

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