February Didn’t Wait—and That’s Okay
Hive check-in: Let’s dive into today’s narrative. February arrived already in motion. I usually greet the month at the door, but this time I’m stepping in a few days later, and that feels fitting. This is a month layered with meaning. A month that asks for reflection, intention, and a little more care than usual. It’s widely known as Black History Month, and it’s also framed as the month of love two themes that quietly mirror one another more than we often admit. History is not just a record of events. It’s memory. It’s legacy. It’s the accumulation of voices, creativity, struggle, joy, and perseverance. Love shows up the same way not always loudly, but consistently. Through preservation. Through community. Through choosing to keep going. This month isn’t about rushing to say the right thing on day one. It’s about sitting with the weight of what came before and asking how it informs what comes next. Love, in this context, isn’t limited to romance. It’s found in dedication, ...