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Have you ever just met someone and their smile and laugh lifted your spirit?? Well that was @reese__dennis for me! I was a young freshmen trying to navigate not just the campus of PITT but of my life! Our business org (s/o to RCMBA) made her one of my mentors but she became sooooo much more. I can remember her being the first person to invite me to church on Campus (Ambassadors for Christ). Taking me @macedoniapgh on Sunday. Braiding my hair in the best protective style ever for a college student then. And just teaching me how to walk in faith on a college Campus. It’s because of big sisters like her that you didn’t see partying like crazy but instead going to game nights and volunteering! But when she graduated (and so many other great people in her class), a piece of me walked across that stage. Those following years were rough.Yaw, when I tell you rough, I have stories...but I stayed on the Journey (AND LOOK AT CHA GIRL NOW 😂). But back to Reese. Years and miles separated us but thanks to Social Media, we have been able to keep up with each other every step of the way! Last week she blogged about getting #Snatched for His Glory and I read it all in awe! This girl did it again: INSPIRED ME! She was QUEEN then and is a Queen now!! I love that she tells her story. It’s #aqueensstory! The world is listening!

As I walked through the French Quarter, I helped a 70+ year old Creole woman across the street. I complimented her on her #CalvinKlein Spring’17 dress whose pink flowers matched her kitten heels. She smiled and explained that she was on her way to the courthouse to watch her great-nephew get married. Before walking away she said well my name is Adella Adella the Storytella. I stood in awe! Not just because of the #neworleans Rhyme, but the beauty in history no her-story that was in front of me! She’s post Katrina. She is evidence of reconstruction, integration, and freedom. ◽️ As I watched her assist her cane down Royal Street, I thought to myself “she’s my walking book. It’s 2018 and she still has a story to tell!” ◽️ This brief interaction of just honoring my elders to assist them in the moment, helped me enjoy this getaway even more! It may be my last year in my 20s, but I will make sure it’s a great chapter in my story. aQueensStory!

It’s time to be me I have a story to tell! The chapters are shown by my wounds. The plot changed when I acknowledged Him. Its not perfection but He promises a happy ending. It’s time to be Me! I have a story to tell! #aqueensstory #stortTime #testimony #GodsPromise #HisAnswer

In order to celebrate me today, I honor those who helped me get through this year! It’s been a heck of a year but some people (pictured and not) helped me more than you could ever know! They pray with me | They challenge me | They slay with me #twentyfine #lastyearinmy20s #itsacelebration #birthdaygirl

🎶 My friends are goals, your friends are foes (foes) We fly, why cry? Our souls exposed, yeah🎶 Over the past couple years these girls have been there for me (and I’m not an easy one to be there for 😂) So as I got ready to celebrate my birthday I knew there were a couple I could call on! . . . 📸 @jetpackphotosllc .. . #twentyfine #minus3days #savedinthecity

Transparent moment. . For years, I enjoyed 364 days out of the year. But there was one that I wish I could avoid. Skip. Sleep through. Run toward Monday. Fathers Day. . . It’s the day we acknowledge the men who are a daughter first love and a sons first hero! But what about the hero-less sons and the love-less daughters? The dictionary would use the term Father-less! Now, the true transparent moment is that I haven’t always hated this day. When I was a little girl, I made the paper cards or shopped for a tie. But as time passed and family broke, demons came out of closets, and secrets were exposed, I lost every idea. It all left pain and hurt that I carry to this day. But I want to fast forward a decade to a Sunday almost two years ago when I went over to the Blue corner at church and asked the minister to pray for me. When she asked what was wrong, I explained to her that I have serious anxiety and fear of rejection. She grabbed a couple ladies from my WeGroup (small group at church) and prayed over me. At the end of that prayer she told me that my fear is deeper than people around me, joint social sessions or even opening up. It’s a longing for love from my father. I never mentioned it to her, but just a year prior to that I learned who my “biological father” was and that his family wasn’t open to the thought of me. How did she know? That day Minister Miesha challenged me to grow a closer relationship with my real Father- God! “He will give you love that no man could” Ever since that day, I’ve said God morning Father. Cried to him like a daddy’s girl. Told any man that tried to date me about the protective Father I have in my life. Prayed for my future husband and future father of my children to be a child of Him. And because of that, I look forward to Father’s Day. Not because I have to get anyone a card, because I can still look up to my Father and Say “Happy Father’s Day!” So I share this not because everyone may have the same story I have, but I believe there are people who avoid this day just like me. Get to know your FATHER! He will make you Happy on this Father’s Day! #fathersday #fatherless #fatherlesschild

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