Dedication: To the Men Who Paved the Way… I want to open this with a special shout-out to all the special men in my life — those who are here standing strong and the ones who have passed away. This one is for you. Your presence has shaped me, your strength has inspired me, and… Continue reading Table for Two
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Proof is My Priority
The Silent Win: How to Use Doubt as Fuel Dear Reader, I have some big exciting news: I am in the strategic planning phase! I’m visiting the gym tomorrow to finalize my membership and I’m genuinely excited about it. I’m also ready to tackle the logistics of food prepping so I can properly fuel this… Continue reading Proof is My Priority
The Three R’s
Rest • Reset • Reclaim The Art of Becoming Your Own Safe Space By Indie — Dear Indie Exclusive Issue One of the biggest parts of becoming my own safe space was finally carving out a physical space that felt like mine. Not shared. Not borrowed. Not halfway put together. I took our spare room… Continue reading The Three R’s
A Love I Didn’t Plan
That night wasn’t about love — it was about loss. I was there with my family, gathered to celebrate my brother’s life and find a little comfort in shared memories. My heart was heavy, still carrying both grief and quiet acceptance that marriage, for me, was over. I wasn’t expecting anything beyond that moment —… Continue reading A Love I Didn’t Plan
The Man I Grew to Love
There comes a moment when one more burden becomes to much to bear. His betrayal was the breaking point—but also my breakthrough. What ended in pain began again in power, because the truth finally gave me permission to choose myself.
The Man I Grew To Love
The truth has a way of showing up when you’re finally ready to see it. What I thought was love revealed itself as control, and what I mistook for strength was really a mask. Naming it—narcissism—wasn’t just clarity; it was the beginning of freedom.
The Man I Grew to Love
Love can bloom even in the cracks of a broken heart—but not all soil can sustain it. What started as healing turned into warning signs I chose to overlook. In the middle of love, faith, and red flags, I was learning that even second chances come with lessons.
Marriage, Men, and Me 