The Summer of 35

One of the most precious gifts you can give yourself in your building season is to embrace the process —fully, unapologetically, and with an open heart. No matter what your mind or body tells you—whether it’s exhaustion, doubt, or excitement—allowing yourself to feel it all is an act of liberation. The pain, the joy, the uncertainty, the little wins—each of these moments shapes you, refines you, and strengthens your foundation. There is no shortcut to greatness. There is no skipping the necessary discomfort that comes with growth. But there is a way to move through it with grace —by accepting that the journey is meant to have ebbs and flows. So, instead of resisting the process, lean into it. Celebrate the milestones, big and small. Rest when needed. Push when required. But most importantly, trust that every step is leading you exactly where you need to be. Because when you finally arrive at your destination, it won’t just be about the outcome—it will be about the transform...

Hello, my loves! This week has been a revelation of sorts. As much as I dream of being a worldwide content creator , traveling to different places, speaking to women from all walks of life, and inspiring them to chase their dreams —I’ve come to a realization. My content, as much as it carries passion, sometimes feels vague and not entirely relatable. And that’s something I need to bridge. How do I share my story in a way that uplifts and transforms without compromising my privacy? How do I remain open and vulnerable enough to make an impact while still protecting the sacred parts of my journey? I’m learning that finding this balance is crucial. I love sharing. I love helping. But I also love my peace. And I don’t believe I have to sacrifice one for the other. So, I’m committing to figuring out how much I can give, how much I should hold back, and what truly serves both my audience and myself . Life is too short to play it small. I refuse to live on the outskirts of my own world...

  This year is serious for me. This is a fight to the finish. Becoming that bitch is not an option, an opinion, or a possibility—it’s the only thing that separates the winners from the losers. And let’s be clear—I’m not talking about that harassing, unbecoming, irritating, ill-mannered stereotype some people assume. No. That bitch is the woman of your dreams. The version of yourself you know you were meant to be. The woman that every single challenge tried—and failed —to break. The one who refuses to dim her light, the one who stands unshaken, undefeated, and undeniable. I see so much of who I’m meant to be in these blogs. Writing has always been a part of me. Poetry, storytelling, expression—this is home. But so is community. I love bringing people together— talking, sharing, building, problem-solving. I love food. Cooking it, serving it, and even cleaning up afterward. This is love in motion. This is how I show up for the people I care about. This is my love languag...