“If my parents can’t love me, how can anyone else?” Growing up in foster care left me carrying questions, fears, and survival habits that followed me long into adulthood. This is where my story begins.

Some moments change your life forever. For me, it was the night my 8-year-old son promised he would stay awake to make sure I was ok.

2025 wasn’t easy. There were financial struggles, health battles, mental health lows, and moments I didn’t think I’d get through. But I did. I finished my degree. I supported my three sons through a huge year. I learned boundaries, resilience, and self-advocacy. We may not have everything, but we are safe, housed, fed, and together. And that’s enough. Here’s to growth and a gentler 2026 ✨

As a parent, I try to provide the best that I can for my sons. I don't mean the newest gadgets and games and things like that, but the...

It is about time that I get this started. I have been trying to start blogging for far too many years, however life and mental health...