I’ve been in friendships and relationships where I’ve either chosen to forgive someone or been forgiven myself—and still, things never quite went back to how they used to be. For a long time, I wrestled with that. I thought forgiveness meant restoration. That everything should snap back to normal if the hurt was truly behind... Continue Reading →
This past weekend, I had a conversation with my mom that left me reflecting deeply on something I’ve felt for a long time but haven’t always had the words to express. She was trying to encourage me, reminding me of my strength—of how I come from a long line of strong Black women, including herself.... Continue Reading →
Lately, I’ve been reflecting on some of the characteristics I had when I was younger. Back then, my temper was short, and my patience? Even shorter—especially when it came to aggressive behavior (or what I perceived as aggression) toward me or the people I love. If you’ve known me for more than 15 years, then... Continue Reading →
I know it’s been a minute since I’ve written, and to be honest, it’s because I’ve been battling some tough moments. Between facing depression at night and anxiety during the day, life has felt overwhelming. But today, after hearing a powerful word in church, I felt inspired to share my story — one that I... Continue Reading →
Truly, She's Trying 