Let it hurt you.
Let it heal you.
Let it school you.
Let it go.
Thank you God for healing and forgiveness.
I’m truly free. 🫶🏼
P.s.: stay tf from round me though.
Hate is truly too big of a burden to bear.
Category: Getting Personal
Chapter 18. 👑🏈🎉🧑🏽🎓
Wednesday, April 27th 2005
👑: Quincy P. Silar III
Chapter 18. 👑🏈🎉🧑🏽🎓
Wednesday, April 27th 2005
👑: Quincy P. Silar III
Where there’s smoke, there’s fire. 🔥
👑: Quincy P. Silar III (my baby brother)
Class of 2023. 👑🧑🏽🎓🏈
My “First Lady Era”… just might run for President. 👑🎀🩷🇺🇲
🕊: rest peacefully DeAndree. 👑 Legends never die.
A Mother’s Love. 🫶🏼
My Mother Sonia and my baby brother Quincy III. 🫶🏼 You can feel the love, emotion, and pride. 👑
P.s.: Boy do these two have some story to tell. ♥️
💌
When you come back, I promise you won’t find me where you left me. 🩷
National Siblings Day 🫶🏼
How it started:
How it’s going:
“Dina”
“Slim”
“Twon the Don”
“Sunshine”
“GQ” …g stands for GOAT.
National Siblings Day 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼
No one is coming to save you, Jesus already did that. 🩷
I’M NOT EMBARRASSED ABOUT ANYTHING!
I’ve struggled. I’ve been hurt by people I loved the most. I’ve been double crossed, used, played, played with, bamboozled, hood-winked, AND led astray. I’ve been betrayed by friends. I’ve been broke and broken. I’ve mismanaged money and priorities. I’ve ugly cried and had emotional challenges and mental issues (still do).
I’ve privately taken L after L. Lost, rebuilt, repeat. I’ve, on several occasions, had to live back home as an adult when life brought me back into my mother’s nurturing arms. My safe place.
I’ve run from grief. I’ve been blindsided and discarded. Yes, dumped. I’ve begged for someone to see my value and worth. I’ve been embarrassed by circumstances that happened to me. I’ve been hurt by fake love, mentally broken, and absolutely stupid many times. I’ve given out blind loyalty and trust without thinking twice, and it came back to bite me. I’ve been depressed and suicidal many times.
But one thing is for certain, I’ve always ate everything up and remained 10 toes down through it all. Bent but never folded. Never switched up.
So for me, my body represents more than flesh. It represents strength, resilience, and freedom. Courage. It represents proof that a body that went through war may have scars, but that’s the beauty in it all. My body represents health, healing, God’s love, God’s grace, and God’s sovereignty.
With love, Sonique 🩷🎀✒️
No one is coming to save you, Jesus already did that. 🩷 Let hope hold your hand while you save yourself. Be your own hero.
Easter 2023 👑🙏🏼
He is not here; he has risen! Remember how he told you, while he was still with you in Galilee: ‘The Son of Man must be delivered over to the hands of sinners, be crucified and on the third day be raised again.’ -Luke 24:6-7 NIV
Gracious and merciful Jesus Christ our Lord and Savior
Help us never to take for granted this huge gift of love on our behalf. Your death. Your crucifixion. Help us to be reminded of the cost of it all. The beauty in it all. The love in it all. Forgive us for being too busy or distracted by other things for not fully recognizing what you freely have given and what you have done for us.
Thank you, Lord, that by your wounds, we are healed. Thank you that because of your loving sacrifice, we can live freely. Thank you that sin and death have been conquered and that your power is everlasting.
Lord Jesus, we don’t deserve you. Never have, never will. It is truly a blessing, a privilege, and an honor to have been saved by you. Thank you.
Bless your name, Lord. In your holy, righteous, and sovereign name, Amen.
