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May 8 is recognized globally as World Ovarian Cancer Day. For me, it’s more than just a date on the calendar, it’s personal reminder. If you’ve been following me long enough, you know I lost my mother to ovarian cancer. Not just “lost” in the way we often say, but lost in a way that reshaped who I am and how I navigate life.. I was only a senior in high school when her diagnosis became our…

April 2025 is almost over, and I can say this with full confidence: I’m not done—I’m just getting started. I’ve posted four blogs this month. Four bold reflections. Four intentional declarations that I’m choosing me. Choosing joy. Choosing alignment. But it’s bigger than that. This year began with deep reflection. It marked 20 years since I lost my mother. Twenty years since everything…

Let me start by offering this advice: Don’t chase people, places, or situations, choose them. And choose yourself first. That hasn’t always been the case for me. For a long time, I poured into people who didn’t even have a cup for me. I overextended, overexplained, and overcompensated—thinking that if I just tried harder, showed up more, proved myself again and again… they’d finally see me. But…

Today, I celebrate 42 years of life, love, lessons, and leveling up. I started this year honoring the 20th anniversary of my mom’s passing—my angel, my first teacher, my forever light. That milestone reminded me how fragile and beautiful time really is. How each year we’re given is a gift. And how every birthday isn’t just about balloons and cake (though I love both.) about checking in, shedding…

There’s something powerful about a fresh start—especially in April. The sun stays out longer, flowers are blooming, and you can almost feel life whispering, “It’s time.” Time to let go of what no longer fits. Time to raise the bar. Time to step into your peace. This month, I’m choosing to start over—on purpose. Not because I failed, but because I grew. And with growth comes new standards and new…

Recent times have brought uneasiness and a flood of information that can leave us feeling overwhelmed and confused. Recently, my therapist encouraged me to use my platform to share messages of hope and empowerment during these turbulent times. I’m sharing my thoughts in the hope that they can offer support and uplift someone who needs it. As the landscape of policies and priorities shift, we…

Twenty years ago, on January 15, 2005, my world was irrevocably changed when my beloved mother, affectionately known as Boo, passed away after a courageous battle with ovarian cancer. She was the cornerstone of our family, the nurturing spirit who guided my brother and me with unconditional love and unwavering support. The day she passed remains the worst day of my life. It felt as though the…

Reflecting on 13 Years of Parenthood Thirteen years ago, our lives changed forever when we became parents to a beautiful baby boy. It seems like just yesterday that he was swaddled in my arms, gazing up at me with those big, curious eyes. Today, as I look at him, he’s no longer that tiny baby — he’s a whole teenager. And what a journey it’s been. We are beyond blessed to be his parents.…

As we observe National Suicide Prevention Month, it’s important that we think about the connection between mental health and self-care. Our mental well-being is the foundation on which we build everything—our goals, our dreams, and our resilience in facing challenges. This is especially true for women, who often bear the weight of societal expectations and personal responsibilities. Understanding…