The Older I Get, The More Happiness Matters as a Black Woman

As I’m getting older, I’m realizing my happiness matters more now than it ever did in my twenties. The things that used to shake me or break me back then don’t hold the same power anymore. Life taught me how to work hard, hustle harder, not break, and how to keep moving with a little more grace and a lot more honesty.

Now that I’m in my fifties, I’m in a different kind of creative space. I’m learning to define what happiness looks like for me and not what’s approved, expected, or praised. These days, happiness feels more like having fun with my family, laughter, quiet moments alone, and living life at a pace that feels good to my mind, body and soul. #realtalk

So, at this age, making happiness is a priority that is non-negotiable. And the truth is, there’s no one way to do it. What fills me up might not do a thing for you, and that’s the beauty of it. This is just your gentle reminder to find your own door to happiness  and walk through it when you’re ready.

Until next time,
Age happy, my friend.
xo, Tangie