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Day Guide to Little Havana Miami

Day Guide to Little Havana Miami

Antoinette Lashley, 4 years ago 4 min read

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This feels like free-falling with no ground to cat

This feels like free-falling with no ground to catch me. Nervous as all get out, but it's done.

Meet me on the couch over on YouTube, where I'm sharing the messy middle of my adventures in fear and faith.

Brave-ish went live today - link in bio

It took us 7 months to edit this. Every time we

It took us 7 months to edit this.

Every time we sat with it, one of us was either shaking or holding our breath.

We didn't realize how much of an impact this had on us but we needed to share the story.

Join us on our new YouTube channel - Life of Lashley (link in bio) as we share the moments and places of our life on this wild adventure of being digital nomads. Oh and remember to subscribe, like, share and comment.😆

21 years ago, my Papi took a job in South Florida

21 years ago, my Papi took a job in South Florida as an associate pastor.

Our family of four packed up our beloved posessions, moved away from Jamaica and the only house that held us for the longest time.

We braved a new country once again.

Like every time before, opportunity opened a door but it took a whole lotta sacrifices to walk through it.

Our journey since has by no means been perfect but as I sit on a balcony in the Algarve, Portugal I'm reminded that without my parents sacrificial amd courageous move to America, I would not have experienced the opportunities and sacrifices that allow me to live the life I live now.

A series of opportunities.

COURAGEOUS steps.

Freedom, in a way, I don't think they imagined for me, yet freedom nevertheless.

#brave-ish #livebeyond #nomad

Circa Nov, 2025

I find myself weary. Not wanting to be part of th

I find myself weary.

Not wanting to be part of the chaos of this app, yet feeling tethered to it in some way when it inadvertently has me scrolling well past the 20-minute timer I set to save me from that.

I take 2-month sabbaticals and come back to what feels like a completely new app, nothing where I remember, and like I need a tutorial just to check my messages.

But the thing that haunts me, and why I still come back, is that I still have so much to share, but I don’t know where to begin.

I’ve been a digital nomad for 4 years.

I’ve documented much of our life to remember the moments and the people that we’ve met along the way.

To preserve experiences that I never want to forget and to share them with friends and family, and well, the latter never really happened.

Days became weeks,

Weeks became months,

And months became years.

And I look at all these moments and memories that I never shared and kept thinking -

I can’t share them now, can I?

The moment’s been long gone.

It feels so far removed, and the sheer volume of all I’ve collected feels crippling.

And yet another part of me whispers that it really doesn't matter.

This window I’ve had into worlds unlike my own has been a privilege.

The doors I got to walk through,

The meals that were shared with strangers,

The dreams and visions we were invited to…

I’ve got a library of stories…of moments that I no longer want to hoard.

So, if you don’t mind, I want to go back in time for a bit and share many of those moments with you, between here and on the blog. I want to introduce you to the people and the experiences that have marked these past 4 years in ways that still have me shaking my head in disbelief and gratitude.

And the first person I want you to meet is the woman who sat on a piece of cardboard in the dirt and taught me to redefine what success looks like.

Meet Doña Viviana, link in bio.

I don't know...just some thoughts and observations

I don't know...just some thoughts and observations.

When I look at your heavens, the work of your fing

When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place, what is man that you are mindful of him?

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