For as long as I can remember, I’ve surrendered to circumstances. To feelings of inadequacy, brokenness, exhaustion, sadness and failure. Over time it became easy, it became comfortable. It stopped feeling like something I was experiencing and started feeling like who I was. It became my story. This kind of surrender aligns with the definition of giving oneself over to a particular influence or emotion. While it might sound harmless, it’s anything but. This form of surrender

If I had to give 2025 a rating, I’d give it a 6/10.  Let’s reflect… I’m using my journals, memory & photo album to reflect on the year as it comes to a close. We are exactly three days away from 2026 as I write this. I entered this year with high hopes and medium dreams. I say medium dreams because I’d spent the previous 5 years in survival mode. The ending of 2025 feels transformative. It feels grand. I can say with complete certainty that I have 100% outgrown this version o

I could feel this day approaching the same way ol’ folks feel rain coming in their joints… Four years ago today my sisters and I stood by...

Everyone has an opinion about marriage—some say it’s outdated, others say it’s a trap, and plenty are walking away from it altogether.

How many of us are too often robbed of today’s joys because of tomorrow’s worries and anxiety? This blog came to me Monday morning...

December 19, 2024 I logged off social media planning to fast until the first of the year. Social media had become a huge distraction and...