Shamere Young

I get to choose how I show up.

Some days that’s workout clothes and sneakers. Some days that’s fully glammed up just to run to Trader Joe’s. No occasion required. No apology needed either.

And I don’t need to look like anybody else. I just need to feel good in what I have on. Confident. Comfortable.

And if you can’t be comfortable in the clothing you wearing, why wear it?

Getting dressed is a choice. How you feel in it is a choice too. Choose you. Always.

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Shamere

I sat with something this weekend that I can’t shake.

It was about getting better with what I already have❣️

It’s so easy to want to chase more. More products, more knowledge, more income, more more more everything. But being better with what’s in your hands right now, that’s a different kind of growth.

That’s the kind that doesn’t get talked about enough.

I see it in the beauty room and I see it in the wellness work I do too. It’s the same lesson wearing two different coats.
Your body isn’t against you, it’s for you, you just gotta learn how to work with what you have instead of always reaching past it. Same with the products already sitting in your bag.

Same with the season you’re already in.

Getting better with what you have will outlast chasing more of what you don’t, every time.

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Here’s something I found myself thinking back to on vacation.

A lot of us build our lives off a structure we didn’t even choose. We didn’t ask ourselves how we actually want to live. We just watched other people and adopted what they were doing, thinking that was the blueprint.

I’ve spent time unlearning that. What God has shown me about my purpose is specific to me. Sometimes it looks nothing like what’s considered normal. I had to sit with that and be okay with it.

I think a lot of us need to sit with that too. Not comparing your life to somebody else’s chapter. Not feeling behind because you’re not doing what they’re doing. Just walking in what’s actually been designed for you.

That’s when the ease shows up. That’s when you know how to pivot because your definition of life isn’t coming from anybody else’s book. It’s coming from your own.

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We lost our Ozzie this past week. Sixteen years.

Some years before we brought him home, I was diagnosed with stage four cervical cancer. I don’t mind naming it as it is. God brought me through that season, and I’m grateful for every year after it.

When it was finally safe to try for another baby, it was harder than we expected. I remember asking my husband if we could get a dog. I think part of me was sad and didn’t know how to say it out loud yet.

Ozzie came home and he cracked my light back open. I didn’t know how much healing I still needed until he gave it to me.

Sixteen years of that. He was family. He was my second son in a lot of ways.

I’m heartbroken. I’m also so grateful. Both are true at the same time.

Rest well, Ozzie. 🐾💜