I turned forty something on December 28th. It’s no secret, and I’m not ashamed of my age, because I have earned every single gray hair on my head and I have learned so much from this gift called living.

This year I received more than I have ever gotten in my whole life for my birthday. I believe I received so many blessings because I opened myself up to receive. I talked about this more in my blog, Conquering Imposter Syndrome.

It is a blessing to be loved, and a blessing for others to show me that they love me as much as I love them. Their generosity pushed me to want to do more, be better and accomplish my goals, not only for me, but for all of us. I did just that. I launched my first collection of clothing on my birthday, last night, with ten minutes to spare. I opened my store, Year of Yushima with the inspiration from my husband, the motivation from my people, (see November’s blog post), the knowledge from research and the wisdom from God. It took a team and I appreciate every one of them. At the time of this post I have posted one of ten collections that I designed. 

Every item in Picking Up the Pieces (The Book Collection) is inspired by real life events from my book, Picking Up the Pieces to 100 Broken Promises, which is in chronological order. When I created this collection, I wanted to tell my story from childhood to now and everything in between. If you look at each item and its corresponding chapter, you will be engulfed in my journey, consisting of my struggle, my pain, my growth and my healing. Each item is a reflection of an experience, a title of a chapter or a quote from my book, in chronological order. Each piece means something dear to me, but it doesn’t just tell my story, it tells your story as well. Explore the collection and find the pieces that resonate with you, or bless someone else and make their day. May you find the peace, hope and healing that you deserve.

I am excited to be present at this moment of celebration. I am learning how to celebrate myself and not just move on to the next thing. This space of allowing myself to feel good, and happy and free is priceless. 

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