Before I tell you the story about the nekked man across the street (this is NOT a metaphor!), I wanted to share a fun makeover I recently had!

It started with an actual makeover at MAC (false lashes make ALL the difference!), a photo shoot in sunny San Diego and then voila -- an updated website! Ok, there was a little more that happened in between...
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But as always, this isn't about me, it's about you, Beautiful! And I have an inkling you're going to feel like I'm reading your mind when you see the new site. Here it is!

Happy Galentine's Day Beautiful!

Not sure if I've told you lately, but I adore you! You're beautiful, talented, and oh so fabulous!
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Maybe others swoon over Idris Elba or Ryan Gosling, but my heart is thinking about you, Beautiful. Nothing's better than an amazing girlfriend and I'm sending you a virtual valentine that's pink and purple with hearts all over that says...

Beautiful, I read a stat recently that made me feel deflated...and then...charged me up like a mo-fo.

92% of people don't keep New Year's resolutions. Apparently, Jan 12th is the day most people fall off the goals they've set for the year.

12 days?! Is that all the faith we have in humanity based on stats??

Well I wanna tell you this:

You are and WILL NOT be a statistic. Not on my watch.
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Halll-nawwwww

Do you want 2019 to be your best year yet, Beautiful? What are you willing to do to make it happen?

If I told you a letter could change your life, what would you say?

'Too good to be true?' No way!!
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Good can be true for YOU (#_wisdomshewrote_)

I believe EVERY woman is capable and has a strength and power to make a positive difference in the world. That your soul is here for something greater and you feel the deep calling to follow it.
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You get to feel fulfilled, beautiful and whole. Seeing the beauty everywhere INCLUDING yourself. You get to live your purpose...and feel joy, happiness, contentment and impact.

The best question to ask yourself when you're making a decision.

'Do I love it?'

The best question standing in the fitting room and wondering whether to buy that shirt that kinda looks good...but fits weird...and is somehow hugging the love handles you wish weren't so loved in this moment. LOL!

And an especially useful question when 3 years later...

Remember that time in your life where you powerful? SO powerful? In a leadership role or running a huge project or getting beast mode and acing all your classes? Knowing you...it was probably all of the above.

Today marks the 10th birthday of my late son, Muhammad Abdur-Rahman Akhtar...or Chotu Sonu as I lovingly call him.

Chotu Sonu, meaning little love -- that's how I remember him. It was this same day one decade ago that he came into this world and left it just a few hours later. How he came into our world with his tiny fingers, tiny toes, and perfect little nose. What it was like to hold him and watch him breathe and stare into this being that I loved so dearly with all my heart. Feeling that first moment a mom gets with her child and feeling an infinite amount of love and motherness that is indescribable. What I can say is that I knew in that moment... all doubts I had on whether I was a good mom went out the door.

The other day in Physical Therapy, I saw this frail, older woman sitting in a wheelchair. I ended up next to her during my squatting exercise on a Pogo-Ball kind of thing (remember these?!).

She was doing an exercise where she was just lifting each leg up to a step. Slowly and surely, meticulously, lifting one leg up at a time...that was her exercise. I looked like American Gladiator next to her and she turned to me and said, you're lucky to be able to do that.
How right she was. I told her how grateful I am for my health and imagine she did a lot when she was younger. She smiled and started telling me about her life.
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Joan was her name.