quejimenez Kinky Hair Love. || It's been 6 weeks since I last mixed up hair butters, oils, and hydrating water for my sweet little afro. I call her Bea, and Bea loves this one blend I've created with some research and thought. One of the reasons I cut my locs is because their small size combined with their length/weight started to thin my edges. Since I've been using my sweet little butter I've noticed lots of wild, thick hairs sprouting. My hair has been soft, moisturized, and full of natural sheen. The Shea butter blend I made hasn't been so successful. The butter sits on top of my hair, and doesn't smooth and moisturize as well. With my favorite blend I've found no use for gels, even when I want to highlight (define) my coil pattern, and it even seems to stretch/straighten my coils when I two-strand twist and wrap my hair up in a satan scarf. (I don't like this effect, but perhaps as I gain length I'll appreciate it.) Finally, the butter keeps my hair soft and moisturized for about three days if I'm not wearing an afro/wash and go style. So, I'm making myself a double batch and making and sending Mama a single batch for her to try.
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One of the greatest thing about going completely natural and cutting my locs has been falling in love with every curl, kink, bend of my hair and every curve, flat line, angle and scar on my body. No other body would do for my spirit besides this one. I wish you the same peace of self.
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quejimenez || #fusionriverside || My two 7th graders kicking off the new year with fellowship and prayer. 3d
  •   ummahzya Masha Allah, tabarakallah How lovely they are! ( this phrase is used when we are amazed at God's creation and we want to say to the person being addressed that they are truly blessed and we rejoice in their blessings ) 3d
  •   stephaniegram_ Precious and beautiful children 3d
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quejimenez Courage. || She's about to soar. Look at her push her head up, through the mud, towards the light. What courage, what strength, what will it takes to rise and face the light, to live and bear fruit. Have you ever watched a seedling break ground? Have you ever considered the strength required in their thin necks to raise their heads from dark to light, to breakthrough? Someone you know, or don't know is a seedling breaking through mud to light. Who can you smile at, serve, talk to, comfort, pray for today? Who can you cheer on and support? Someone needs your smile, your kind words, your love, your friendship. Someone needs you to celebrate or mourn with them today. Someone needs you to be a light to a better world so that they can breakthrough. I pray you'll smile at a stranger, comfort a friend, pray with a loved one, cheer on or mourn with your sister or brother today. We all need light to live. 3d

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quejimenez Seeing Green. || I'm not sure how, but somehow I've managed to keep our garden green despite California's Historic 100-year-drought, with all the water restrictions and constant triple digit temperatures. I've been quite hard on myself, gardening-wise, lately. Lamenting the poor output of our vegetable crops, the lack of squash and the ongoing struggles for melons and tomatoes. And then I take a second to breathe, to stand still and look around me. The Laurel (bay) plants have turned into trees, the herb bushes have fattened, the strawberries, sorrel, curry, lemon balm, lemon verbena, and lemon grass have thrived. And the comfrey, Mexican marigold, calendula--they show no signs of stopping. Lizards scurry at our feet, chasing crickets all to happy to sing their hearts out at the moon. This fall and winter, I will pick herbs for roasts, stews, soups, with plenty to spare and share. Thanksgiving, Christmas will be well herbed and seasoned. There is always something to be grateful for. Even when we feel we have nothing, there is something. It's true, I've missed the joys and abundance of summer squash, the rainbow of tomatoes I've grown in years past, the sweet taste of freshly picked corn, but I'm comforted with herbs, fruit trees, California natives surrounding me and thriving. I've not watered my front yard in months and it's filled with native plants and has quickly became a habitat for swallowtails and hummingbirds. Surely, that counts for something; surely, that is just as exciting as a bumper crop of cucumbers and zucchini. I mean, look at the Morning Glory shading my bedroom window. Every morning she filters my morning light, when she flowers a hummingbird comes, feeds on the purple bell-shaped flowers, and I am so, so grateful to witness that morning peace and glory. Counting blessings is always more joyful than lamenting sorrows. And gardens truly do heal and comfort our souls while teaching us how to live with grace. I pray there is something beautifully green in your life today, even if it's your heart. Sow joy there. 3d

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quejimenez Michael, Sr. || Today is filled with bittersweet gratitude, joy, and grief. Without his life, I would have no life, so I am grateful, joyful that his short time earth side gave me life. But there is also deep grief, never truly knowing him or him knowing me. I call him "little father," as I am now 12 years his senior in life. Today, I mourn and celebrate, grateful that this handsome, smart, sensitive man helped give me life. Without a shadow of a doubt, I know I get my highly sensitive nature from him. And I am deeply grateful for that. Deeply grateful though I know that sensitive nature took him so soon. We all heal in time, and I believe he's healed. I believe he's finally found his peace. Happy 60th Birthday Daddy! You was and are so deeply loved! You are so missed! @thepeacelovelifeyogi 4d
  •   gardengirl_la I feel for you. I just lost my dad two months ago on memorial day. 4d
  •   quejimenez @gardengirl_la So sorry to hear of your loss, my friend. I feel for your pain, too. Life without our fathers is hard, unfortunately, it's all I've ever really know. Mines passed when I was 5. I pray your memories of your father will comfort and give you solace as you mourn. I know mourning never really ends, it just evolves. Sending you love. 4d
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  •   fedrickaff Awww love you ! This precious photo of your dad as a kid is so sweet!! I see your features in him of course 4d

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quejimenez Cocozella D'Napoli Squash. || It's been five days and the first of the seeds are starting to emerge. Seedlings are great soarers. They fly through the soil, cracking open space for life. Though they are fragile, they are also strong, powerful, and resilient. Notice the cylindrical white pellets in my soil? That's an organic bait for Rollie Pollies, snails, and slugs. It took many seasons for me to discover the most menacing figure in my garden was the innocent pill bug. For many years I ignored the many scattered in my soil, assuming some greater enemy was tearing my plants apart, then one day I started taking notice, watching at all times, and soon found the pill bugs voraciously feeding on a mature plant. It's funny, this afternoon me and the boy spotted a tarantula hawk, and though their sting is power, and they are surely menacing (kills tarantulas), it's the innocent doing the most damage to our garden. I can't help but wonder what seemingly innocent things--habits, beliefs, practices, keep me from soaring, breaking through and providing fruit with my life. In the meantime, I'll water, avoid trying to get a picture of the tarantula hawk (the sting reads electrifying & painful), and be grateful for the seedlings soaring through my soil today. I've come to believe gratitude gives way to great joy, which feeds hope, and voids worry. What are you grateful for? Say it out loud and rejoice!
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Today I am grateful for a husband who prays for me, my children's sense of humor, the color yellow, new seedlings emerging, crochet time, my comfy bed, and good praise music.
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quejimenez Figs? || This lady has been in the ground for about a year and a half and I've hoped she'll fruit this year. I've never tasted a Black Mission Fig, and am excited to try a freshly grown one. In our previous house we had a fig tree, another variety, and I remember she'd grow taller than our house and scent our kitchen when she fruited. I believe there's cause for excitement, seeing these swelling bud nodes at each leaf. She's suppose to fruit late summer/early autumn. Any fig growers out there? Are these buds just new growth? It's funny, we've had a terribly hard time growing vegetables the past two years with California's historic 100 year drought, but all of my fruit trees are doing wonderful. I've had tons of Meyers, Apricots, Kaffir limes, and though my silly lime tree hasn't fruited yet, she's gotten about 7/8 ft. tall! Perhaps soon she'll give. Same goes for my herbs--I've got laurel growing quite tall, lemon verbena, lemon balm widening daily, and even the tarragon has started to hold its own, though nothing compares with my comfrey. Comfrey is quite honestly owning her plot, pushing the epazote, plantain, and St John's Wort aside. There's this thing with gardening, each year is a new year, and you never know what the seasons will bring. I don't ever feel like I've "got" this, even after nearly 16 years of growing, 10 years intensively. There is no perfect growing year and that's comforting to a perfectionist. Each year I marvel at the life at my feet, the confidence and faithfulness of nature, and how the bees, the Monarchs, the praying mantis, and even the wicked June bugs keep coming. They all know and trust the cycle of life. I hope to grow as faithful, as trusting, as sure of my own growth and purpose. Each harvest, each season is truly a blessing. That goes for our lives too--whatever season you're in, find and rejoice in the blessings it brings. 5d

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quejimenez || This lady has finally got some "me time." Spent the morning reading the Word, praying, catching up with my favorite lady (Mama) and man (E), then decided against dying my grey, ACV rinsed (first time since BC), and now I'm wearing a hair mask (the white haze) while out watering my unborn plant babies. I figured what better way to get a natural deep condition than to let the sun work its magic (for a short time). While detangling and working the mask through my hair it dawned on me that I'm no longer team #twa Has it been that long? A reminder I am always growing, evolving. Perhaps that's one of the reasons why I decided against dying my grey, today. I'm sure this decision will evolve, but I always want to be comfortable in the skin and hair and life God's put me in. I want to witness how He continues to evolve and grow me, even the white hairs. All of me, loving all of me. Isn't life more than grey hairs? There is so much to celebrate, so much life to live and joy to feel and give, I hope I never slow down enough to count my white hairs. Embrace life gracefully! 5d
  •   fedrickaff Aww so cute !! Yea! The sun is the best for letting things set in our hair. I sit outside sometimes since it's so hot here in Concord ! Lol 5d
  •   fedrickaff I love the glasses too! Looking funky and uber smart ! 5d
  •   stephaniegram_ Cute shirt 5d
  •   thepeacelovelifeyogi Awwww...love it sis! Looking as beautiful as every! and just like I always tell your brother-in-love (who is getting more and more grey hair by the day), it's just a sign of growth and maturity...and just keeps on adding to his "sexy" lol. Aging like fine wine 5d
  •   quejimenez @fedrickaff Thank you! The sun is wonderful for deep conditioning. When I finally rinsed my hair was sooooo soft! Me and these glasses I'm getting a bit over them...time for a change. Thank you, maybe I should hold on to them a little longer. @stephaniegram_ Thank you! @thepeacelovelifeyogi Hey Sissy! Thank you! We share a face so back at you! So funny, I love the grey in your bro-in-law...so I might as well start living it on me. Fine wine...hehehe! Tell k I said What's Uppers! Wish you all were close cause I miss me some y'all! And E and his grey....um-um-um....Loves it! We so similar. 5d
  •   thepeacelovelifeyogi Lol...isn't so crazy how you can think something looks good on someone else but aren't ready to accept it on you??? I sooooooo wish we were closer. Not only would you and I be inseparable...but our guys would enjoy hanging and the kids would absolutely have their cousins as friends/playmates (wait...they're too old to use therm "playmates" now huh??? Lol) 5d
  •   ummahzya Funny you mention the grey today. I used henna in several months so I can see more grey now and I like it but part of me likes the henna as well. My husband (10 yrs my junior) thinks I should embrace the grey but I'd rather we did it together. Either that or I'll wait till I'm 50 (128 days). 5d

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quejimenez The Path of Life Ministries || A short while ago a whisper came into my heart calling me to the homeless. I wasn't prepared. Answering the call to serve, to volunteer, to give of yourself is never easy. I've had other plans for my life, my writing career, my free time. But, I've learned to listen to the quiet voice God leads, and guides with.
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I've learned to trust God's providence and authority of my life, gifts, and talents. This time, as always, He has not let me down. In giving and seeking to serve, He has given me purpose and work that is so much greater than myself. My life, I know, is changing.
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Slowly, I've been getting educated and integrated into The Path of Life Ministries, the blessed nonprofit doing such grand work in my community, where I will be volunteering as a writer. TPL provides 3.6 million in services annually. They focus on providing permanent housing for the chronically homeless, folks deemed unreachable. They go down into the river basins, into encampments and provide houses and much needed services. They provide trauma-informed care and focus on holistic care. They are different. They have helped so many shelter resistant folks receive housing and begin to rebuild their lives.
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I've heard stories that have brought me to tears. I've heard stories that've inspire me. I've heard stories of healing. I've heard stories that need to be told, stories that remove the "other" label we routinely place on our brothers and sisters in poverty. And I am going to tell them. I am going to interview, meet with, get to know our guests and clients and tell their stories of resilience. I am going to teach them to tell their own stories. My friends, I am so very scared and happy I can't stand it. Every day, every night I think about the stories, the stories God is calling me to tell. I think, everyday, someone's voice needs to be heard. My fear is that I won't do them justice, but with all of me, with His guidance, I will try. I will serve with a whole heart. I cannot wait to share these inspiring, hope-filled stories of resilience with you all. I just can't wait.
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  •   ummahzya I think I can speak for your IG followers and say we look forward to those stories and hope they inspire us to give of ourselves. But I'm curious, why do you say "to give of yourself is never easy"? Is it a fear of not serving Him well enough? 1w
  •   quejimenez @ummahzya Thank you so much for your kind words. I think giving of ourselves is hard at times because it is often so easy to think about our needs, our immediate family/friends needs, and to not think about those we don't know, don't see. Perhaps I speak for myself, but sometimes it is easier to think, "someone else is doing it," or "I'll get to it when 'xyz' happens." Not that we don't want to give of ourselves, but life is full. Also, often, giving puts us in uncomfortable places and asks us to step out of comfort zone. To risk something. And for some of us, yes, there is also (at times) the fear of not serving fully or well enough. But, I've seen, experienced, and often seem others called to serve in places and situations where they feel...scared, for a lack of a better word. Scared because God is pushing them to grow in ways they weren't prepared. Of course, it is always a blessing to us when we follow His plans and not our own, even when it is tough. We always come out well fulfilled. 6d
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quejimenez Peruvian Apple Cactus. || We've had her nearly a year and she's giving fruit soon. She's still potted, as I've not decided on her forever home, but since she's doing so well here, near the sorrel, strawberries, & curry, I think this is where I'll keep her. The Aloe behind her has outgrown her pot, busted through it, and needs a more sunny, dry location, it seems. I'm still new to growing succulents and learning. I even have a dragon fruit, who's growing long limbs. ................
Behind me my sweet girl is running, laughing and my heart is so grateful. She gave her mama quite a scare and I spent all night upset with myself that she happened upon and ate old food (granola). I'm such a stickler about food safety, and won't even allow leftovers past one day. I check package dates at stores, and clear the pantry/fridge often. Yet, something slipped through. A reminder that we can never be too perfect, too careful, or have it all under control. It just isn't possible. As a mother that is painfully hard to accept because all of me wants to protect them fiercely. But, there is grace. She's well and laughing. She got tired of being inside, when she "feels fine" and came out with her brother to help me sow seeds. Deep and full blessings and grace. ............
I'm still learning to mother, to give myself grace, to accept perfection is not possible, along with growing cacti.
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quejimenez Fall Sowing. || It has just been one of those weeks. I've got a sick kiddo (food poisoning), and have spent the past week + enrolling the kids into a new Jr. High School. There's been records, files, applications, long hours on hold, placement tests, a lot of Mama work. I've had no time to breathe or process all the changes. And though I am flexible, change is hard for me. Even harder? A vomiting child when you have a vomit phobia. But, I'm resting in God's grace, knowing I can do all thing through Him who strengthens me. In the meantime, I've been granted a wee-bit creative time to work, and sow my fall garden a week late. I've got corn, cucumbers, summer and winter squash, beans, carrots, parsnips, and a few herbs. The winter stuff will have to wait a month or two. Today we are finally below the 100 + mark, 90s, and it feels cool. It's been that hot, where 90+ feels cool. I'm excited, I think planting a new garden is like saying a fresh new prayer, creating a new poem, sending a small piece of yourself out into the world. This is my first time direct sowing, too. So it feels like writing my first sonnet, though I hope this won't take 12 hours. 1w
  •   fedrickaff Oh no. food poisoning ? Poor baby! Which one? And wow! They will be going to a Jr. High school , definitely a change but I'm sure they are more than prepared because of All the work you've done with them in home school . 1w
  •   quejimenez @fedrickaff I know! Poor lady! Apparently a package of granola fell back in the pantry and she found it and didn't check the date until she was already eating it. It had expired in January!!!!!!! And, it had been opened. It was the "healthy" kind with no preservatives, so telling what was growing in there. She ended up getting sick like 30-60 minutes after eating it. I didn't know what was going on because she got faint and pale. She finally told me she had ate the old stuff later, hours later as we were trying to figure out what had happened. She didn't even realize that would make her so sick. Poor thing. And yes, jr. high! 7th grade! So many changes! They are excited, so I will be too. Thankfully, she seems to be fine and hasn't thrown up today. 🏾 But we're watching her like a hawk! That's why I didn't end up texting you back. Let's plan on talking/catching-up this weekend. 1w
  •   fedrickaff Oh man! Poor girl . thank the lord she is doing better . 1w

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quejimenez Healing Love + Healing Friendship || I keep pulling these baby pine cones to my nose, taking deep breaths, trying to breathe in and smell the earth and mountains from which they've came. I've come to believe our spouses aren't our only soulmates, the only people God has gifted us to help journey through life. I believe we find life companions, mates who love, honor, and nourish us. @gaylebrandeis is my gift and this sweet package of pine cones, her beautiful books (the few I don't have...and can't wait to read), her sweet notes make this day even more glorious than its already shaping up to be. Sweet Gayle, I am so grateful for you! To have more of your books to read, to have these pine cones you've gathered for me, but most of all to have your friendship and love. I miss you, here in 951, but your love and support continues to heal me. I'm so honored and grateful to call you friend beautiful, talented woman. Thank you for being a healing light in my life, and close friend. #iamloved #truefriendship #gratitude #grateful 2w

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quejimenez Pattern Decisions. || From "Sweet Dress Book" & "Happy Homemade: Sew Chic" ••• I bought linen, cotton voile, cotton prints to sew a few garments and I've got decision overload. Perhaps I'll prepare the patterns for 2, or 3 and then work more than one. I'm most excited about no. 1, 2, 3...well, all of them! #sewing 2w
  •   thepeacelovelifeyogi I love look 1 & 3 the most (the girly tomboy in me )...but I too like them all. I so see you in 2 & 4 2w

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quejimenez Creative Work. || Summer's winding down and my days are getting fuller. I'm finding less and less time to do creative work, and find myself choosing downtime with E, and the kids instead of downtime alone to make. Being housewife/homeschooling mom means my life work is always present and I have to work hard at guarding my creative time. Cooking, cleaning, gardening, tending to the kids consumes my day and by the time E comes home I miss him, I'm tired, and all I want to do is cuddle. There's been no time to slow down and write, to read (outside of my Bible study), to sew, to make headway into my first tapestry piece. So, I think I'm going to create a schedule, as E's suggested, and continue to fiercely guard my time. I've learned to block and guard my quiet time with God, caring for my family and home, and now, I'm moving on to my creative time. I must remember He's called me to create, too, and I need to honor those gifts, talents as well.
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She's been done for well over a month, but I'm still excited and geeked about this shirt me and my little lady made. We sewed and chatted an entire day, and were so proud of our work. She's itching to learn to use her Hello Kitty sewing machine to make her dollies clothes. And I'm eager to teach her everything I know. Just two nights ago, I started her on her first granny square, until E kicked her out of our bed. ️ (It was after midnight.) Anyway, I think I'll settle down today to start some sewing. Anyone else sewing clothes or crafting? I'd love to see and hear about any end-of-summer projects underway. Tag me in your posts! What are you making/doing?
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  •   bohogurl Love this post Sis! I've been itching to make some jewelry and just haven't had the time. Trying to carve out time as well to use these hands of mine. 2w
  •   thepeacelovelifeyogi Omg sis! Get out of my head and my heart!!! This is EXACTLY me and where I am right now. I seriously could have wrote this because it's identical to my life and how I have been feeling as of late. (There we go again being #twinsies and sharing hearts and brains--crazy!) I have been consumed with thoughts of creating all summer. A few weeks ago I made and cut out patterns...cut out the fabric...but with such little time to spend with the fella, I put them aside in favor of enjoying time with him and the kids. And just last week I finally got out my machines...but now he's back working crazy hours and I'm driving him back and forth to work...while still mothering, cleaning, cooking and having his dinner made by 4:30 each day to take back to work....and exhausting myself trying to make decision for our homeschool this year. I want to see but always feel like there are more important things to tend to Sigh I've been working on a super basic tank for me and a new school dress for the littlest lady's first day of kindergarten for the past week (it should have only taken a day or so max)...I'm determined to get them done by Sunday 2w
  •   quejimenez @bohogurl Thanks Sis! You are doing such good and important work for our community, but yes! take time to use those blessed hands! It is so hard to honor our creative gifts and ourselves! I think I have to tell my husband he is right and start scheduling it in. I can't wait to see what you'll create! (Notice I'm already committing you to it! ️) And, for real for real, we need to meet already! Tea, something, soon! 2w
  •   quejimenez @thepeacelovelifeyogi Aww Sis! I already know. Oh, I know! It's always a choice, the house/housework, quality time w/them, or creative time alone. I rarely go into my craft room these days because doing so means cutting myself off from everything else in the house. I haven't figured it out, but I'm determined to and find balance. I'm going to start scheduling me in. E keeps telling me how important it is and keeps telling me forget the house and time with him, but I can't. But I am going to take his advice and schedule some me time in. It won't be a lot, but it'll be something. Even if I have to work in the middle of the night, I'm going to find some time. I can't wait to see what you sew...I'm going to bug you until you do. ️ Maybe we can spend some time sewing together in FaceTime? A craft/sister date? Let's talk/think about it and put our heads together. I bet we can find some time, somewhere. Love you makidada 👭 2w
  •   thepeacelovelifeyogi I was just telling your nephew a few days ago that I was going to create a schedule for our days so that I can not only keep everything in our home running smoothly, but also so that I can find time to create. As of now I plan to do it in the evenings after dinner once school starts...I was actually going to try to FaceTime you yesterday but i got busy and before you know it, it was time to start my daily hectic evening routine. But this afternoon if you're available we can give it a try. I'm starting dinner now (it's such a timesaver), then I should have a little time before I have to head out. 🚘 We'll figure it out one way or another. Until then, know that I love you and really miss hearing your voice/seeing your beautiful face. 👭 2w
  •   quejimenez Hey Beautiful Sister @thepeacelovelifeyogi What if we vowed Sundays would be our Sister/Sister day? I've continued to leave Sunday as a day of rest, with little to no activity aside from church and maybe cooking/meal prep. I'm committed to Sunday Sabbath, maybe we can carve out a standing date? And, you know I completely understand. I've been so busy the last week, I'm actually scared to see what things will look like once September comes! Let's brainstorm ️ and figure out something. I miss your voice and beautiful face and laugh! Love you and thinking about you, and praying for all of you...I trust God will work something out, and in the meantime, We're sharing our hearts, minds, and faces. Twinsies. Love you makidada. Kiss the kids and my brother-in-love for me. And, Again, I miss you all sooooooooooooo much! 2w
  •   fedrickaff Aww so sweet ! Your daughter's eagerness and passion showing for sewing already . 2w

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quejimenez Sock-It-To-Me Cake. || Dessert. A sweet I love you poem and thank you letter to E, the kids. Today, this is what my joy and gratitude taste like. 3w

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quejimenez Beef Pot Roast w/Hot Water Cornbread || Dinner. For my family, these comfort meals never seem to get old. We sit around our dinning room table, laughing and eating, and the kids, E never seem to get enough. They go back, digging in for more, sneaking bites long after I remind them to save room for dessert. The girl, the pickiest in our tribe, has come around, too. She ate most of her turnips, rutabagas, and of course all of her carrots and roast. She and her brother loved the hot water cornbread (E, too); though, if I'm honest, it's nothing, nothing like Granma's. I've got to work on it, learn to season the dough just right, and fry it enough to develop flavor, but not toughen things. Time. Practice. Grace. There's comfort in seeing that even when I don't get it right, they love it. They tell me thank you, they tell me it's amazing, and that's enough for my full day's worth of work cooking and cleaning. This is life. 3w

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quejimenez Bigotry is not Pride. || Tonight I had to have a difficult conversation with my kids. They came to me, asked, "What's wrong with being Mexican?" And I told them, with all the pride this Black Mama could muster, "Absolutely Nothing." We sat down and I told them about their people, their culture, their history, all they have to be proud about. Like Mexico gave us chocolate, chiles, and corn. Or that Mexican food is the number one ethnic food in America. (Who wants a life without tacos?) Or that the oldest University in North America is located in Mexico. We talked about the Aztecs, the Mayans, the pyramids, the Aztec calendar. It went on and on, the things they have to be proud of. I mean, Frida Kahlo. Frida Kahlo, makes everyone have several seats. But then there is also Cesar Chavez. Octavio Paz. José Clemente Orozco. Pancho Villa. Salma Hayek. Diego Rivera. Emiliano Zapata. Jessica Alba. Sheila E. Selena. I can really go on and on, because there are so many wonderful, talented, accomplished Mexicans. From the arts to revolutions, I don't know where to begin or how to end. This isn't about keeping score, or advancing Mexicans over any other Latino culture or people, or any culture or people of the world. God raises the sun over Mexico, like He does over the rest of the world. But this is the thing about having kids, not just biracial kids, you have to teach them that all people matter. All cultures matter. All people are equally beautiful. I'm not buying this is just cultural pride, that's a nasty double standard that allows one culture to assume they are better than another. As a Black women I know first hand the sting of racism, and bigotry. I know what it feels like to be rejected based on culture, skin, etc. Being in a mixed race, bi-cultural family has taught me so much about humanity. E is E. I don't see him as "My Mexican Esposo," I see him as the man I love. I may be raising Blaxicans, children who are proudly Black and Mexican, but above that, I'm raising children who don't see color, culture, nationality, etc. They see people and they truly, truly love all people. They are growing up compassionate, thoughtful, loving, and tolerant. 3w
  •   quejimenez @ayeshantidesigns Thank you so much lady! I wasn't prepared for their hurt feelings, but I'm realizing as they get older and experience the world I have to be prepared for the things they learn and see. We've had so many difficult conversations about Black lives and all the deaths, along with the senseless violence, and this is just another one of those difficult conversations. As much as I want to protect them, I also want to prepare them. 3w
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  •   annacecilia79 Well said! I happen to be mixed myself, my mother is Puerto Rican and my father is Black; my story is slightly different... Growing up I didn't "stand out" as a Latina, even though I am and I identified as such, so I ran into prejudice, from time to time (from BOTH communities. I was neither Black enough or Latina enough...) As a child, I remember being very confused and hurt (just as your babies must have felt) because I didn't understand why anyone would have assumed I was lying about who I was, but thank God for my parents who, just as you are, raised me and my siblings to see God's beauty in ALL of His creations, and no doubt, I am better for it! I understood after a time, that there was nothing wrong with me, my race or my identity. For me, I was raised to know that my identity was first found in Christ and then in the love in which I was taught and raised in. I am proud of who I am (after the age of 12 I never gave people's opinions or judgements another thought. It's when the "light bulb came on for me. I'm now 36), and that's just as your beautiful children should be, proud of ALL that they are ^-^! God bless you and your lovely family and continue to train them in love! It's been my parents greatest legacy! Love covers a multitude! :) 3w
  •   quejimenez @keishua_ Thank you. @annacecilia79 Oh, your story is so very common. I've heard and seen it and it is one of the things I worried about the most when I was a new mom. I knew/worried about Black people not thinking my kids were "Black" enough and Mexicans thinking/feeling they weren't "Mexican" enough. It's when I decided we would never use the words half/half, but that I would teach them they have full and complete ownership of who they are and both of their cultures. We never choose, in our home. I often blend Mexican and Black culture, and I have worked so hard to learn everything I can about Mexican culture so that I can teach them. After all, mothers are usually our first teachers. I embrace Mexican culture as my "adopted" culture because I want it to come as natural to them as Black culture. And with all that said, as a family we are so much more than our cultures. More than our cultures, we are love. And our identities are first and primarily in Christ. Like our pastor always reminds us, Christ died for all people, not just one. We love first. I'm proud to say our family continues to grow, multiculturally. I now have a niece who's Mexican & Russian. Actually, when I think about it, I have family members from every major culture, and I love it! Thanks for your kind words, and blessings to you and yours! And, your parents are amazing! What a blessing they've given you! 2w
  •   annacecilia79 @quejimenez that's exactly it! Taking ownership of ALL that we are ^-^ we were designed and crafted exactly as God wanted all of us to be, no matter our ethnicity! And, we are more than enough :) my family is very "multicultural" as well and we come in every color under the sun and it's beautiful. I believe it's a representation of what we'll see in heaven. :) 2w
  •   jula_bulla Beautifully said I actually got watery eyed 13h

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quejimenez Tuesday Pot Roast (Uncooked). || Chuck Roast • Carrots • Rutabagas • Turnips • Celery • Sweet Peppers • Broth • Tomato Paste • Herbs from the Garden (Rosemary, Bay Leaves, Oregano, Marjoram)
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Soon E will be home and I'm sure he'll smell the roast from the driveway. The kids and I will tell him about our adventurous day of catching a fly we let in while picking herbs, the boy will have joke after joke for him from an old joke book, I'll ask him if he's ever had hot water cornbread (no, I already know), and I'll tell him all about Granma's hot water cornbread, and how our house smells like hers tonight. He's well, much better today, headaches, chills & fatigue finally gone, but just in case, I've made him this. This meal called love.
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Tonight dinner is poetry and praise and worship and service and honoring my call--this life, right here, tending to the three of them with love.
3w

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quejimenez Forbidden Rice Ramen in Kombu/Chicken Broth w/Carrots, Squash & Egg || Tonight's dinner was a quick, light summer ramen soup to chase away me and E's yuckies. Somehow, we've found ourselves still feeling icky after Saturday's garden work. E was bit up quite a bit last week by what we think was mosquitoes, and hasn't been feeling great sense. I think all the old hay we laid did us in, honestly. On the bright side, the kids (everyone, really) loved this meal. They had seconds and left no noodle, vegetable, or yolk behind. The boy gave it a 10/10, and the girl agreed. So this goes into the keeper file--it's cheap, fast, healthy & delicious! 3w

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quejimenez Saturday's Work. || We cleared, pruned, trellised, pulled enough weeds to fill a city trash bin, prepped two raised beds, watered everything, and laid hay over the entire garden, just about 1000 sq. ft. My nail beds are caked with soil, I've been bitten twice by an ant, my arms are browner, my knee is bruised and skinned, and my heart is so much happier. The garden feels healthier, already. It was hard pulling up so many plants that seemed to be well, they had flowers and green leaves, but I knew were spent. With a little bit of hard work, and prayer, we'll start sowing our fall/winter bed tomorrow and have a great fall garden of food. I've got beans, corn, squash, cucumbers, and carrots first up on my list. In another 2-3 weeks I'll sow winter food (cabbage, kale, peas, celery, parsnips, beets, rutabaga). I'm not much of a direct sower, I like planting seeds inside, where I can control the conditions, but it's getting too expensive with growing food all seasons. So I'm adjusting, with faith. Any direct sowers out there? I'd love your tips. 3w

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