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 is virulent and...

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 of myself. I know,...

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...