I as a stylist like to THINK that I've made a difference in someone's life.

I KNOW that since the moment I meant miss Nichole that she has, on countless occasions, made them in mine.

I as a human like to THINK that when someone's mother is finally letting go of their pain and sickness, that they would know they had the option to let their work take a backseat and spend that quality time with the ones that mean the absolute most to them.

However being a strong independent stylist you often go without that safety net. 

I KNOW as a widow how much, daily, that I wish that I couldve had that quality time.
 And to THINK what my mother means to me....so much so, I cannot begin to elaborate.

As I write this on the eve of mother's day 2021, I in all of my life lessons have found that everything , somehow is a random beautiful coincidence.