February What does February mean to you? It means implementation, acknowledgment of black history month, and Love. I am falling back in love with myself, with humanity, and with the process. The past couple of years has been challenging, as I am sure we all can relate. I think back to my ancestors and the civil war and what we have fought for as a collective; it inspires me, and at times we are unique, yet we are not. We have all endured challenges and tragedies, and we can all bond. Love doesn’t always feel like love. It feels like discipline, followed by results, that for me, feel like accomplishments. I think the second part is perceptions; I usually see the world as a glass half full or as an optimist, waking up excited for the world, and choosing to take responsibility for myself. There tend to be two types of camps. People whom things happen to and another camp that makes things happen. I believe reality is somewhere in the middle; however, I lean a little...