Tag: Sonia Mathis

Grandma’s hat 👒

As I wear my Grandmother’s hat, I acknowledge her life and the life she touched in me. I recognize the wounds that were passed down, and I choose not to carry them forward. Where there was hurt, I make space for healing. Where there was bondage, I choose freedom. I love you deeply Grandma. 🌱

Cheers to the warriors journeying through complicated grief. ✨️

P.S.: God, continue to heal my Momma.

Living off the social media grid. 💌

Here’s a Dump. 💕

There’s a quiet kind of freedom in living in the moment. Not documenting every second. Not measuring your life in posts, views, or reactions. Just experiencing things as they happen; fully, privately, and honestly.

Living a little off the social media grid creates space for real presence. Conversations feel deeper. Laughter lasts longer. Even ordinary moments start to feel meaningful when they aren’t filtered through the pressure of sharing them.

The truth is, not everything has to be seen to be real. Some of the best parts of life are the ones that belong only to you; the small victories, the peaceful afternoons, the growth happening quietly behind the scenes.

There’s something powerful about simply being. Existing. Living your life without an audience. And realizing that the moment itself is already enough.

Chapter 35: the year of the Lioness ♒️

For 35 years my Momma has summoned her strength to support me through all of life’s chaotic and challenging moments. She taught me strength, perseverance, and how to move through life’s fragile chapters with courage. She taught me my people-pleasing era is over. That sometimes you have to be “selfish” to protect your peace, preserve your mental stability, and stand firm in who you are.

She shaped me into a fierce lioness: resilient, protective, and unafraid to claim my space. Focused and locked in. Going after everything that I deserve.

So please, don’t tell me happy birthday. Thank my Momma for giving me life. Because without her, there is no me. My birthday will always be dedicated to you Mommy. I love you.

My big sister Medina

Happy 36th birthday to my big sister! Who has literally always had my back! My role model, my example, my forever inspiration. I love you more than words can hold, and I’m endlessly grateful for the strength, grace, and wisdom you lead with every day. Thank you for loving me when I didn’t know how to love myself. Thank you for loving me through the mental instability and my most fragile moments.

As you step into this new chapter, I hope it meets you with reward, fulfillment, and deep, well-earned peace. You’ve always carried us (myself, Daytwon, Feliciti and Quincy) with love, and you’ll always be our Momma’s first love. You are  steadfast, cherished, and unforgettable. I love you.

Dear Mama

Mommy, my Queen, my everything, thank you for dealing with me for 12,623 days and counting. As a mother you don’t get any paid vacations, no fringe benefits or time off. You have weathered every storm with me. Thank you for your umbrella of love, compassion and support. 👑

Thank you for always summoning your strength to support me through all of life’s chaotic and challenging moments. With no complaints, only love. 🥹

Cheers to you! Today and always. 🩷

P.s.: actual photo evidence of my Momma dealing with my drama, theatrics and emotions. 😂🤷🏽‍♀️🫠

That’s on Sonia.

My Momma didn’t raise me to be silent. 🩷

What she’s taught me:

+ Let sleeping dogs lie.
+ It is what it is.
+ Cry, then boss up.
+ Stand for something or fall for anything.

Chapter 34. 👑🎀🎂

Mommy,

For as long as I live, my birthday will always be dedicated to you.

Thank you for 34 years of love, devotion, service, guidance, leadership, wisdom, and support.

My very existence is because of you.

Thank you for saving the very life that you gave me.

I am nothing without you.

I love you deeply and more than anything.

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There is hope. There is help. You are not alone.

As a mental health advocate it is my duty to be transparent during my times of distress as well.

This morning, because of severe mental instability, I almost did a walk-in to the 707 Crisis Care Center. I was unstable, unable and overwhelmed emotionally.

But God!

My Mommy literally talked me off the ledge. She exhorted me and spoke the very life she gave me, back into me. She gave me hope. She summoned her strength to support me through my fragile moment.

I was blessed with the very best! I thank God for my mother’s strength, love and support. We all paused this past Sunday to celebrate Mother’s Day but please never forget that a mother’s job is 365 days. Where they get no French benefits, vacation days or time off.

Mommy, with everything in me, thank you. 🤍

For anyone experiencing a mental health crisis, the 707 Crisis Care Center is here to assist. Located at:

707 W. Milwaukee Ave
Detroit, MI 48202-2943

There is hope. There is help. You are not alone.