My book is a collection of real‑life stories, spiritual lessons, and personal experiences that shaped who I am as a woman from Detroit. It’s about the moments God used to teach me, correct me, strengthen me, and grow me — even when I didn’t understand it at the time. I write openly about fear, faith, family, friendships, dreams, and the quiet ways God speaks through everyday life. Each chapter is a lesson wrapped in a story: the things I survived, the things I learned, and the things I had to let go of. It’s honest, emotional, and rooted in the belief that God wastes nothing — not our pain, not our mistakes, not our victories. Through my writing, I want readers to see themselves, reflect on their own journeys, and realize that God is always teaching, guiding, and preparing us for something greater. This book is my testimony, my healing, and my offering to anyone who needs encouragement, clarity, or a reminder that they’re not walking alone.
I sit back and ask myself, What is causing the fear and doubt? I ask myself questions to understand how I’m feeling and what I can do to get through it after I’ve prayed.
I’ve always had a fear of going to the dentist. I had to identify the fear: I hate the atmosphere of walking into the building, signing in, and answering all the questions. That alone gave me anxiety. After the paperwork is done, I sit and look around at each person, wondering what they’re here for. Then I analyze how calm they look. They seem unbothered, like this is nothing to them — when they could be nervous too.
I focus on being called to the back, sitting in the chair, and answering even more questions. Then I remind myself, Okay, you need this done. Think about all the people who came before you and DID IT. That’s how I handle fear and self‑doubt.
I think about what has to be done, calm myself down, get out of my own head, focus on the outcome — and then it’s OVER.
The first thing I do is identify my fear and my self‑doubt. It works for me every time.
It’s been a while since I’ve been blogging, and I truly miss it when I’m gone. Writing a book really does take time, but dang — I didn’t have to walk away from blogging. Blogging helps me get my groove back when I don’t feel like writing.
I was at my daughter’s house for three weeks. We have so much fun together. There’s plenty of room for us to spread out, and we both love our together time just as much as we love our time apart. Plus, I get to be with my grand‑dog, Brendan. I love him so much it’s crazy — and he loves me too. Dearly. God blessed me to spend that time with him.
My daughter always said if she doesn’t have a husband, she won’t have kids — and she meant that. So her focus is her job and going back to school. Having a dog for a grandson is EVEN BETTER FOR ME, especially with the way teens and kids are taking such a hit in life these days. It saddens me to see all that’s going on.
Then when it’s time to come home to my lovely place — still don’t have furniture yet — but this place is going to be so beautiful when I do. The way it’s made and built is exactly what I asked God for.
I made me and Nesha a candle, and I finally, FINALLY found the perfect double‑wick candle I’ve been looking for. I believe in finding the perfect wick for the jars I choose. It’s a black 10 oz candle, and it’s going to sell well. I’m thinking of pairing the book with that candle — so people can enjoy the book while lighting it. I’m excited for what’s to come.
I’m back, family, and I’ll chat with y’all tomorrow.
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Happiness doesn’t always come from big moments. For me, it’s found in the everyday spaces where love, laughter, and peace live.
I’m at my happiest when I’m with my family. We have so much fun together—real, belly-deep laughter that fills the room and reminds me how blessed I am. I love watching the kids, too. They’re growing up so fast, and every time I look at them, I’m amazed at how much they’ve changed and who they’re becoming.
I also enjoy spending weeks with my daughter and my granddog Brendan, just enjoying each other’s company. Those days are full of simple routines, shared meals, quiet moments, and the kind of comfort that only comes from being around people (and pets) who know your heart.
But I’ve learned to enjoy my quiet moments too. There’s something special about going to the park alone, sitting with my thoughts, and just letting life settle around me. Those moments of stillness help me breathe, reflect, and reconnect with myself.
And of course, there are the things that bring me joy in the simplest ways—writing, watching the Lions play, taking a drive downtown, and just relaxing. I don’t need much. I’m a simple person, and I’m grateful for the things that make my life feel full.
Sometimes happiness is just that: being present, being grateful, and enjoying the people and moments that make life feel good.
For years, I lived as a night owl. Working midnights shaped my routine, my energy, and even my mindset. I thought mornings were for other people—the ones who thrived on early alarms, coffee at sunrise, and productivity before noon. Me? I was used to the quiet of the night, the stillness when the world seemed asleep.
But life has a way of surprising us. After many years of midnight shifts, it took me just as many years to retrain myself to embrace mornings. And now, I can say with confidence: I am a morning person.
🌞 Why I Love Mornings Now
There’s something powerful about waking up early. The day feels wide open, full of possibility. I start by writing down everything I need to do—my little roadmap for the day. And the best part? I actually get it done.
Meals planned: I know what’s for breakfast and dinner before the day even begins.
Tasks handled: Calls are made, errands are completed, and the house gets cleaned.
Balance built in: I even carve out time for a nap, so I recharge without guilt.
Evenings free: By the time dinner is made, I can relax with a movie before bed.
It’s a rhythm that feels natural, fulfilling, and peaceful.
🌸 The Shift in Perspective
I used to think mornings were restrictive, that waking up early meant giving up freedom. But now I see it differently. Mornings give me structure, and structure gives me freedom. Instead of rushing or feeling behind, I move through my day with intention.
The sunlight pouring through my window feels like an invitation to live fully. The quiet hours before the world gets busy are mine to claim. And the satisfaction of ending the day knowing I’ve done what I set out to do? That’s priceless.
✨ A Lesson in Change
Becoming a morning person taught me something bigger than just sleep schedules: change is possible. Even when habits feel ingrained, even when we think “this is just who I am,” life can shift. With patience, practice, and openness, we can grow into new rhythms that serve us better.
I never thought I’d love mornings. But here I am, embracing them wholeheartedly. And honestly? I wouldn’t trade this new chapter for anything.
I love to communicate. Expressing my feelings and thoughts is second nature to me. Whether it’s talking with people or listening to understand how they feel, communication is my way of building bridges. It’s not just about words—it’s about connection, empathy, and understanding.
🧩 Problem Solving
I study people a lot, not to judge, but to understand. Everyone handles life differently, shaped by their unique experiences. That fascinates me. I’ve learned that problem solving isn’t about finding one “right” answer—it’s about respecting different paths and perspectives
📋 Planning
Planning is my happy place. I especially love organizing gatherings for family and friends. I can visualize every detail—the dishes, the plates, the silverware, the tables—before it even happens. That vision helps me avoid last-minute stress. I write things down, I prepare, and I make sure nothing is left out.
🚗 Driving
Driving is freedom for me. Funny enough, I didn’t start until I was 32, but once I did, I fell in love with it. I’ve driven all over my city and even in places like New York. I don’t like driving in the rain or the dark, but give me Michigan snow and I’ll get you anywhere safely. Daytime drives are my specialty, and I can pack up and go for hours with little sleep—just because I love it that much.
🌱 Working with Children & Young Adults
One of my greatest joys is guiding young people. I started a teen group in my home that ran for five summers, and we did everything you can imagine. Helping children, young adults, and women prepare for the real world is something I take seriously. It’s about equipping them with tools, confidence, and love.
There are two things that make me feel unstoppable: my boots and my lashes.
When I slip into my boots, you can’t tell me NOTHING! The way they hug my stride, the way they make me walk with confidence—it’s a feeling I can’t explain. Sneakers or gym shoes don’t give me that same energy. Boots transform me. They make me feel sexy, powerful, and like I own every step I take.
And then there are my lashes. I don’t wear them often, but when I do, it’s a whole mood. My lashes give me that sultry, captivating look when I glance at men, but they also let me serve serious energy when I need to. They sharpen my attention, make me feel polished, and remind me that sometimes the smallest details carry the biggest impact.
Boots and lashes—two simple things, but together they unlock a version of me that’s bold, confident, and undeniably sexy.
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