Stephy Ellsworth
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Certified Blogger | Master Life Coach | Lover of words, writing, reading, & English |Published Authoress|
“Everyone has a story, I just decided to write mine.” -Steph 💋✍🏽
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Stories (24/0)
The Joy of Instability
"May I speak to Ms. Ellsworth?" "This is she." "Hi Ms. Ellsworth, this is Sherri from - -Assisted Living facility. I see you applied for a Director of Nursing position. Would you be interested in an interview tomorrow at 10:00 AM?" "Absolutely, I'll see you in the morning." "Great, bring your resume when you come in."
By Stephy Ellsworth7 days ago in Journal
The Doctor That saved my life
I first met Dr. George Coleman in September 2020 during a chaotic pandemic that confused the whole world. Prior to my employment with the company, he had gone through a series of nurses, & just like that, he had another name to remember. At the time, I think it was a running joke that he shouldn’t even try to remember a nurse’s name until she had been employed for at least three months. (Needless to say, I passed the test. Year 3 is loading…).
By Stephy Ellsworth4 months ago in Confessions
A BLACK Face In Need of a WHITE Coat
It’s the time of year again that strikes a nerve & grinds the gears of every racist throughout the nation. It’s BLACK History month. It’s the month that black Americans are reminded of every Jim Crow law, the unjust theft of every birthright we had, every life lost, & every punishment during slavery; but we’re also reminded of the strength & resilience of our black ancestors.
By Stephy Ellsworthabout a year ago in Humans
The Church Robbed me of Motherhood
My unexpected journey of motherhood began about 10 years ago in July of 2011. I never expected to be pregnant. I only took a pregnancy test for the heck of it. I remember that my exact reason for “peeing on the stick” was just to see what it would say.
By Stephy Ellsworthabout a year ago in Confessions
Now, You’re Speaking My Language
Did you know love had a language? I had no idea it spoke anything other than butterflies in the stomach, flutters in the heart, & sometimes tears in the eyes. Turns out, love has multiple languages, & just like others—it has to be learned because everyone speaks it differently.
By Stephy Ellsworthabout a year ago in Humans
The Face of Depression
What does depression look like? Simply put, it looks “normal.” It looks “healthy.” My depression looks like a genuine smile. It sounds like gut wrenching laughter. It smells fresh & clean from a recent shower. It appears organized during my daily work tasks & responsibilities.
By Stephy Ellsworthabout a year ago in Psyche
NEW DRAFT - Journey to 30
December 3, 2021. Year 30. Someone told me that 30 hurts. Today — I will glance in the rearview mirror to see all the experiences & memories my 20’s left behind. It’s difficult to recall my “younger” days or my yesteryears, not because I don’t remember; but rather due to the possibility of reopening old wounds. Honestly, I don’t want to remember.
By Stephy Ellsworthabout a year ago in Motivation
