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Don’t Have Time To Make This All Fancy

GIVE MOMMA A MICROPHONE. THE WORLD HAS PLENTY TO TALK ABOUT!

💜 SOME NAMES ARE GIVEN. OTHERS ARE CHOSEN.

Not long ago, I heard about someone who chose a last name for themselves because of what that name meant. It wasn't just a collection of letters. It represented something important enough that they wanted to carry it for the rest of their life.

I understand that.

I chose a name for myself, too.

The Momma Dom.

Three words. That's all.

But those three words carry a lifetime of experiences, mistakes, love, losses, laughter, responsibilities, lessons, and a whole lot of figuring things out as I go.

It isn't a stage name I pulled out of a hat, although I do have a rather fabulous purple hat with bunny ears. It isn't about being in charge of anybody else, either. Good Lord, I have enough trouble keeping myself in line!

DOM stands for Discipline Over Me.

Three more words that explain what I've spent a lifetime learning.

I'm not the same woman I was at seven, seventeen, or forty seven. And I certainly don't intend to stop becoming whoever I'm going to…