Simply Shaye

Dear God, My life wouldn’t be the same without you. As I navigate this life, I continue to remain grateful that you are the head of my life. As I move forward I beg you continue to order my steps, block everything that is wrong, and make clear every answer to decisions that would be right. Thank you for never forgetting me. Amen. There comes a point in every woman’s journey where she realizes—I’m not begging for bare minimum anymore. I’ve cried the tears, done the healing, and learned that softness doesn’t mean silence. This is grown woman ish. And dating? Whew. That’s a whole different game when you’re no longer willing to shrink just to be chosen. The dating pool is TAINTED! Embracing Your Worth As women—especially those balancing multiple roles in life—we carry a wisdom forged by experience. We know how to pour into others and stand strong amid life’s challenges. But when it comes to love, we deserve someone who not only recognizes our depth but meets us halfway. Heck, sometimes the...

Dear God, I know sometimes you look down at me and think… girl what are you doing? As I grow into the vibrant woman destiny has planned for me, I just want to stay in your will. So please continue to look low while you sit high. Thank you for never forgetting me. Amen 🚨 Trigger Warning: This post is full of grown-woman honesty, sexual energy, and a few moments where my body had to be reminded who’s in charge. If you’re uncomfortable with talk of womanhood in its rawest form—this may not be for you. But if you’ve ever felt like your body is betraying you in broad daylight? Pull up a chair, sis.🚨 Let me be real: I’m 41, but my drive is acting like it just got a learner’s permit. I don’t know what hormonal magic potion kicks in after 40, but chile… it’s like the volume knob on my libido got snatched off and I can’t turn it down. I feel like I’m a teenager all over again—but wiser, curvier, and with kids and bills. I’m out here minding my business—driving, at work, folding laundry—and b...