Cheryl Ann Sanders

Do you ever feel like your life is the “processing” icon on your computer.  This is where I am.

It has been almost a month now since La Nouba closed and I am still a spinning color wheel just trying to process all the feels.  I had big plans to take you all on a journey...

“She was on a journey that required her to be fierce… she was up to the task.”

     I remember a few years ago, lying in bed, staring up at the ceiling, and saying to myself… “Life will never be better than it is right now in this moment.”  Everything was...

I’ve been thinking a lot about the subject of my next blog.  I realize I have so much I want to say.  I think its too early to share my anxiety and panic about the end of the year.  I don’t really want to have back-to-back body positive entries.  And I’m still explorin...

“No, thank you.”      “No, thanks.”      “Thank you, but no.”     “No, sorry.”      “NO.”      “Thanks for your time, but no.”

I chose a life of “No.”  I hear it almost everyday in my career.  Life in...

So... I did a thing.  I did a scary thing.  I took the heart that I wear on my sleeve and I attempted to put written words with it.  I never considered myself or ever claimed to be a writer, but apparently, I have a story to tell and I may finally be in a place that I...