20140719-124929-46169688.jpgUp with the chickens this morning and patio blogging again. But this time it’s from the comfort of my home. And there goes those amazing birds; my friends that wake me up most mornings with beautiful natural sounds. Have you ever paid attention to the singing birds in your life? I can only imagine that they are singing inspirational songs to a world that needs inspiring.

It’s Saturday and it’s going to be a good one. I’m not going to the office or doing anything that resembles work. Well, I do have a few house chores but that’s mindless. A sista is tired from having to battle and directing emotions all week, on top of keeping long hours.  In law we file a lot of motions and it’s called “motion practice” but in family law it’s “emotion practice”; people in their feelings. I get that though. I’ve been there and done that.

Yesterday, I made a conscious effort to highjack my Saturday to do absolutely nothing if that’s what I chose to do. I worked really late for a Friday to make that happen and even missed entrepreneur’s happy hour. But, I’m chillin’ today even though my mind is trying to guilt me into doing something constructive. That’s the mind play you get when you’re a “workaholic”; you think you need to be busy all the time.  I work a lot to handle my business but believe me, I like to play too! But today, it’s not about work or play, but about resting my mind. I’m taking my niece’s advice to “sit down somewhere.”  She called me the other day to ask me if I was alright because I missed turning up the air for two days in a row when I left for work.  You see, I’m slipping. LOL!

But, on a day like today, I could really use that “personal shopper” on my bucket-list. And that chef couldn’t come any sooner. I know I got big dreams but don’t sleep on me.  While I’m exhausted and all, reflecting on my week with all its drama, at the end of the day, I did my part in sprinkling some good in the universe. My finest moment was getting a young mother’s child return to her after being in foster care a few weeks.  Some cases I just get but some I’m chosen for and that makes me smile. So, I’ll rest today and take on the challenges tomorrow. You do the same my friends.  XOXO ~Chante

Chante Prox is a family law attorney and mediator practicing in the Dallas/Fort Worth area @ or follow her on twitter @ for her sometimes random thoughts and whatnots.

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Holding Pattern … it’s not safe to land


With my saga over the years, it amazes me that I’m hopeful and still embrace the girly fairy tales of love that play out in my head. I remind myself often that matters of the heart requires faith and patience but most of all courage. When the love scars haven’t quite scabbed over it takes courage to give you permission to try love again. My oldest sister asked me one time if I would remarry and I replied without reservation “yes.” She smiled but gave me that big sister frown she gives when she thinks you got to be out of your mind! But, the funny thing is, she’s still married to her “high school sweetheart” which might be the source of her animated demeanor. No shade brother-in-law (with a straight face).

With all this buoyancy there is no doubt the distractions that can sometimes shake my faith especially when it appears the “bad girls” are having all the fun. I probably should stop watching “trash TV” as a friend of mine refers to it, but only if it was that simple. The reality TV world we live in will be and if not some other trend will definitely pop up. So if it was in what I see and don’t see, I would have given up long time ago. I’m thankful my hope lies in my faith and God’s promises to me.

I’m not above doubting Thomas and not afraid to admit that I feel some type of way at times about this holding pattern I find my love life in. God and I have chatted about this predicament many times and I’m resolved in the fact that it’s just not safe to land. Just like a plane has to maintain its flight path until it gets permission to land so it is for me. Patience is the key and as a colleague who I affectionately call “first lady” said to me “let patience have her perfect work.” For me walking by faith and not by sight takes on an even heightened meaning on this journey of love. I get restless and edgy at times as passengers often do when the plane is flying a hold. To calm the situation, the pilot gets on the mic to offer words of reassurance.  My Pilot does the same and I want to encourage you to hold on.

In the meantime, what shall I do until the runway is clear? Live my life to the fullest and be the person I want to attract. That’s simple enough.

To my girlfriends and the “good girls” who stand in my shoes believe as I do “one day love will find you or meet you somewhere in the middle.” Hang in there! ~ XOXO Chante