It’s coming…

I’m sorry, I’ve been M.I.A. this past week. It’s just because I’m working on so many things!

If you have a moment, can you do me a favor? Can you check out this site and let me know what you think?

Some info I’m looking for:

  1. Is it easy to read?
  2. Do all the links work?
  3. How do you feel about the colors and pictures?
  4. Do you think it represents me?

I really want your feedback because I love when you come visit me! I want to have more conversations. I want to share more information. Not just about me, but how I can help you!

If there is something you think I would know about and could help you with, please comment or email me so I can develop more content.

I haven’t shared this with you all yet… but I’m working on some big things behind the scenes and I would really love your support! So if you don’t hear much, just know it’s coming!

Thanks for your time! It means the world to me right now!

Wishing you and your families a blessed Thanksgiving. (If you celebrate it)

Feature Friday

Over the past three months, I began this journey into Color Street and building a business. It quickly became more than just selling nail polish strips. It became a creative outlet, an inspiration for me to really learn about building a business and it became a way to connect (and reconnect) with women I hadn’t seen in a long time. In doing so, I decided to start a new instagram and learn how to grow my following. I signed up for every free webinar, watched youtube videos and started going live myself and posting my own videos. I would just post photos and videos without any rhyme or reason, no planning, just doing. And you know what? I’m glad I did, because sometimes you just have to fake it til you make it!! I know for me, do often, I just have to do it or I will lose my confidence (no, seriously, I will).

In these last few months, one of the biggest takeaways for me has been realizing that not everyone is on your team. Yes, it sounds cliche, but it’s true. Not everyone is going to be your cheerleader, and more importantly, the people who do show you the most love, aren’t the ones you expect! It reminds me a lot of when my dad passed away. The people you thought would be by your side weren’t, while acquaintances from 20 years ago came out of the woodworks to send flowers and cards or drop off dinner. Building a business has been the same experience. We all know the internet can be a negative place and too much screen time isn’t good, however, during this time of social distancing, social media can also be used for good. Over the past few months, I have seen it. I have made genuine connections online. Women around the country, and many in my own neighborhood, who have shown me love and support by liking, commenting and sending me messages. I have even received messages from women telling me I have inspired them. Others have shared that one of my videos was exactly what they needed to hear! Nothing makes me feel better than knowing I can help encourage another!

Another thing I have learned about supporting a small business is that there are ways to be supportive, even when you can’t spend money! You can always like, comment and share! So with that being said, I plan to start a Feature Friday in which I will be spotlighting one small business or business owner each week! If you would like to see some of the small businesses I support already, you can check them out here. I can not wait to share all these amazing people and their stories with you in the weeks and months to come! I would also love to hear about you or a small business you support that should be featured!

Lastly, I want to say, if you’re reading this, THANK YOU! This means YOU are supporting me and my blog! I appreciate you taking the time to read this and appreciate your continued support!

Throwback Thursday- Using Your Words

Welcome to another Throwback Thursday. This post seems so relevant to these times. Especially in today’s times where it feels like like people can no longer have civil conversations. We need to remember to use our words to build each other up.

Using your words

Catching Dreams

A single mom is defined as just that her whole life, or at least her child’s life. So what happens when your child grows up and moves out, like he is supposed to? I mean, as a parent, that’s our job, right?

Being a single mom defines you for so long, that when your child is finally out of the house, you feel like you have lost your identity!

Color Street has not just become my side hustle, it has given me back my own dreams.I put them on hold for so long, trying to do what I needed to do in order to support my son. I put him first because that’s what we do.
We sacrifice to take care of our kids. It’s not a bad thing at all.
It just seems like in the last few months of this Color Sreet journey, I have begun to take back my dreams. Dreams I didn’t know I had!

After years of the 9 to 5 world, of being a single mom, I feel like I am ready for more! I am redefining myself and my dreams! There is so much more to life than just working to live!
I am finding my purpose and striving towards more! Thanks to a conversation with Sheri at Envisiondreamstyle for the reminder that we don’t need to be chasing dreams, let’s start catching them!

What dreams have you put on hold without even realizing it?

Check out my milkshake website to see more of what I’m up to here

https://msha.ke/elissabutson

Throwback Thursday

I wrote this back in 2016. Before all the goings on of today. These were just my observations. No COVID. No Social Media. Nothing but my observations.

Just felt the need to reshare! We need to be aware and understand the world through other’s views. Now, more than ever, we need empathy and understanding. We need collaboration, not division. Open your hearts and minds and eyes!

https://gingerfunksblog.com/2016/02/26/white-washed-world/

Hello… I’m baaacckkk!!

Hi! I’m back! Did you miss me?

I know, I know… it’s been a while. A couple of years actually. This will be a work in progress but I just wanted to reach out and update you all on what I’m doing.

So I am on vacation this week from my 9 to 5, but I have been working on my side hustle BIG TIME!

So here is a recap of what I’ve been doing and preparing to do…

Continue reading “Hello… I’m baaacckkk!!”

Grief – The Scenic Route

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I have always been the type of person who has the mentality of all or nothing.  If i’m going to do something I’m like Nike, Just do it! Unfortunately, this doesn’t apply to everything in life.  Grief is one of those things. See my dad was the patient one. He had lots of patience. Me…not so much. That’s one of the reasons I hated being in the passenger’s seat when he drove.  I just wanted to get there. Get to the next stop. Keep moving.

Dad was more for the scenic route, the long way home, he was never in a rush.

I feel that way with grief.  My dad passed away just over a month ago.  I thought for sure my life wouldn’t go on. And if it did i would just spend days crying and then things would slowly go back to normal.  I’ll cry, I’ll grieve and then it will be over and I’ll be OK. Like a skinned knee, a broken bone, a cold.

Grief is not like that.  Death is not like that.

Each day I wake up is different.  It’s like your life is just the same, yet your life is very different.

Some days you feel angry at the world over what seems like silly things.  You run into someone and they simply say, “Hey, sorry about your dad” and hug you.  One day you may respond, “Thanks!” and smile. Another day you may take a deep breath as you choke back tears because you’re standing in Starbucks and God forbid you cry in the middle of a store in front of all these people who will judge you.  Some days you smile and think of something funny he would have said or just a memory of him pops into your head and it makes you happy.

Then you run into the person who must know you just lost someone close yet they just simply say, “Hi! How are you?” as they make simple conversation, never acknowledging your loss. You smile and chat while inside your head you are having your own conversation.  “Are they serious? MY DAD DIED!! WHY DON’T YOU KNOW MY DAD DIED? YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO TELL ME YOU’RE SORRY!! WHY ARE YOU NOT SAYING YOU’RE SORRY!”

Inside your head you want to punch this person in the face and scream at them.  How can they be so insensitive??

It’s the strangest feeling.  As much as you don’t want to talk about it, you want people to acknowledge it. And when they don’t, it only makes you angry.  And sometimes, you don’t even know if it is just because they simply have no idea or maybe, they just don’t know what to say.

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Some days I feel like I walk around looking normal to everyone on the outside.  They must think, “Wow, her dad just died and she seems fine!” But I’m not. Yes, I may look OK.  Yes I still smile. Maybe I smile a little more now because I realize that there may be millions more going through what I am going through and maybe someone needs to see that smile to make it through the day.  But really I just get up, keep moving and fake it a little.

Some days I feel OK and all of a sudden it hits me and I have to run to the ladies room to cry.

I feel like I keep waiting for it to hit me.  Like maybe one day I won’t be able to get out of bed because I will be overcome with grief.  Many days I just feel tired. No tears, just tired. Many days I forget things. I have a great memory most of the time but lately I feel much more forgetful. I often keep myself busy and my calendar full.  Then there are days that I just need to be alone. Even if it’s to sit home and cry by myself. Other days I need to be surrounded by others and maybe even laugh or share stories about my Dad and tell everyone what a great man he was.  I think the scariest thing about grief is that you really don’t know how and when it will hit you. If it will be tears or anxiety or anger. So right now I’m learning to take each moment as it comes. Whether it’s strength or laughter.  If I need to cry, I cry. If I need to nap, I nap. If I need to scream, I scream. Because the one thing that is for certain about grief is that there is no wrong way to experience it, just take it as it comes.

Comfort in the Uncomfortable

The healer cannot heal others without first healing themselves

But how do you heal yourself

without allowing yourself

To live

To love

To feel

To anger

To cry

To laugh

To explore

To grow

To break free of all that you thought you were

all that others expect you to be

to become all that you truly are

It’s not about being comfortable in your own skin

But finding comfort in the uncomfortable

Because all that is uncomfortable is what pushes you further

Because breaking the mold and pushing through to the next level is how you grow

and growth is how you heal

 

In the moment

Sometimes you have to let it all go.
Sometimes you have to continue letting go.  It doesn’t happen all at once.
Baby steps.
Little by little.
It gets easier. 
It starts to feel lighter.
You learn how to keep going.
You learn not to look back,
Not to look too far ahead.
You stop.
Plant your feet on the ground.
Take time to feel the breeze on your skin,
The sun on your face,
The sand between your toes.
You take a moment to listen to life,
to love
but most of all
to yourself.