Chafeeza

Life has a quiet way of renewing us through the lives of others. These past few weeks have been a beautiful whirlwind, full of emotion, purpose, and deep reflection. 

One of my younger sisters got engaged, and I had the honor of coordinating the proposal. I planned every detail for more than six weeks, handling decorations, travel logistics, and creating a space for love to bloom. As I created photo streamers, centerpieces, and hand painted the arch, it was therapeutic. It was confirmation creating and artistic expression brings me joy.

It was so much more than an event. It was a chapter closing and another one beginning. Watching my little sister say “yes” to love reminded me of how powerful it is to choose someone and be chosen in return.

It reminded me that intention requires action and consistency and when you know you know. 

Her fiancé, my future brother-in-law made everything seamless. He knew the theme, the tone, and the exact kind of moment he wanted to create. He was so thoughtful, even including the coordinates of the bench where he first knew she was his “good thing”.Every part of the marriage proposal reflected how deeply he sees and honors her. And as I helped bring it all to life, I felt a quiet peace settle over me. For the first time, I knew that my role as her protector was being passed into the hands of someone who would love her with care, full presence, and respect.

In the same breath of celebration, I stood beside my goddaughter during her baby dedication. Her mother, (my Ace) chose me to help guide, mentor, and love her daughter throughout her life. I was gifted a beautiful and thoughtful gift but the card meant the most to me. It spoke of my character and my integrity, values that I hope to instill into my Goddaughter. That level of trust humbles me.

There was a shift this weekend.

It is as if both my Godbaby and my sister have reawakened something soft and sacred inside me, a zest for life, a reminder to show up for others with love not just out of obligation and to keep showing up for myself too.

There is something so meaningful about witnessing someone else’s beginning. Whether it is the start of a new relationship or the blessing of a new life, I feel deeply honored to be present for both. These moments make me want to live more intentionally, love more fully, and be a steady source of light in the lives I am blessed to touch. I am happy to stand as a witness and even happier to still be here.