The Writeventures of Emaleecious

Hey Fam! Long time no post. I have no excuse. I've just been carried along the tides—and I’m glad for a breather here and there. How has life been with you so far? Work? Family? Goals? How are you doing, really? Learning to Breathe and Go with the Flow The other day, I was getting ready for a school function with the kids, and a thought popped into my mind: At what point do we resign ourselves to the happenings in and around our lives? When do we finally say, “It’s okay, just breathe,” and start flowing with life rather than trying to control it all? Do you accept what life throws at you, take it calmly, and move on? Or do you keep wrestling with situations until they submit to your will? When your plans fall apart, how do you respond? Personally,  I rarely make just one plan—I usually have at least four backup options (Ecclesiastes 11:1, people!). I hate being caught unprepared. It makes me feel vulnerable, which isn’t necessarily bad, but it often pushes me to act impulsively, ...

Hard days will always come. That’s just life. But remember—those days don’t define you. The good days? They’ll come too. When they do, enjoy them fully. Soak in the joy. And when the hard days return, let those good memories remind you that better moments are always possible. Life is a mix—a dance of highs and lows. But it’s how you choose to live through those moments that truly shapes who you are and who you become. I once read a story about a father and his two sons. The father was, by all accounts, a terrible dad—abusive, alcoholic, the kind of man most would never want to emulate. His two sons grew up with the same example, but their lives took drastically different paths. The first son became a reflection of his father—angry, addicted, and bitter. He hated what his father stood for, but rather than rise above it, he believed that’s all he could become. He became his father.  The second son made a different choice. He became everything his father was not—kind, responsible, and...