This post is in response to my Story Session’s weekly prompt. Today’s prompt: Write a post about your one word…
In my post called, “For the Days I Don’t Feel Black Enough”, I described how I try to overcome shame…
TRIGGER WARNING: Bullying and language “Oh my gosh, Osheta! I’m so glad I ran in to you. This is so…
My name is Osheta. It's pronounced, "O-she-da" and so many people have asked if it means something. It doesn't. My dad just made it up.
But if I were to go to Urban Dictionary and create a definition for my name it might say something like this:
An ENFJ mama who loves parties, people, and popcorn with red wine. A pastor's wife who is convinced God has a sense of humor. A Peacemaker who loves Jesus a lot and cusses... a little. An optimistic cookbook reader. A hopeless romantic. A goofball with a little bit of sass.