Too Blessed

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Too Blessed
I had this crazy idea y’all.
What if Roman was h
was ha
What if Roman was happ-
I’ve got a winning team
It took me years to look past the flaws and imperfections of my family. (Hell, even my own)
But God and this whole life ordeal really have a way of humbling you and showing you what’s real.
The love and support that I get from my family is honestly unmatched. It wasn’t always what I wanted -& historically not the healthiest- but in this space of grace that I’m in now.. I realize that it’s REAL support and love.
Getting back into school after being out 3 years (after trying several times to make it work over the past 8 years and it just... not) ive honestly struggled this summer semester. Being a single mom of two angels who deserve the best and WILL GET the best of me, it’s been daunting to make it all work.
But my 8 year old son has told me how proud of me he is every night this week when he’s seen me busting my ass on these finals.
My sister works all day and has come over to watch my boys and take big fella to touroring so I could stay focused. She reminds me of the potential I’ve forgotten I even posses. She’s keeping me grounded and makes sure I don’t let my anxiety eat away at my effort.
My mom, with her crazy ass, cleaned my entire house, cooked dinner, kept the coffee pot full, washed and folded all of our clothes, and put my hella bossy 1 yr old to bed for me... so I could stay focused.
My brother sends me memes and songs to stay encouraged.
And my little guy gives me the biggest kisses any mother could ask for, the sweetest smile under the sun, and has managed to not try to eat my homework which ima take as encouragement too. Lol.
Both of my sons fathers have called and texted to wish me luck and have even been sounding boards when I need it.
Both of my sons grandmas have pitched in to pray with and for me and to help with the kids.
And my chosen family, my friends (all 4 of them) have HELD ME DOWN while I whine and complain and cry and fuss and worry my way through this phase.
This is long, but I could go on forever about how abundantly blessed I feel these days... how favored I KNOW that I am.
God is good and has provided me more than enough to fulfill my purpose.
My life ain’t perfect, but dammit... I’ve got a good one. I’ve got a good family, the best support system a girl could ask for, and I’m just.. I’m just so grateful right now
-praise jig-
...back to the bidness
Wow. My Finn Balor fic got over 100 notes in like 12 hours. Thanks everyone. Glad you liked it so much.
WE HAVE AARON IN OVERALLS AND AARON IN A SUIT IN ONE SINGLE EPISODE - HOW BLESSED ARE WE. HOW DAMN BLESSED.
Kate: *wears a shiny, dripping prosthetic over most of her face in order to resemble a blobfish*
Me: omg she's so pretty in this sketch
i love how the main requirement of being a got fan is fearing for a character's life as if they are your actual child
others include accepting the inevitable emotional trauma that will come when said character dies