Sitting in a room full of powerful women, I felt small and anxious, as if I did not belong, even though something inside me wanted to grow. The imposter voice whispered lies, but I chose to stay, connect, and remember that I was uniquely created by God for my own path. Growth often feels uncomfortable, but it is in those moments of discomfort that we discover our strength and step into who we were truly made to be.

These days have been heavy as we homeschool, work from home, and build something bigger than ourselves while finances feel tight and emotions run high. I have questioned if this path is worth it, but deep down I know we are doing the right thing for our family and for the legacy we want to leave. Building a life of purpose, faith, and freedom is not easy, but it is always worth it.

Today I woke up to a bank account below zero and a loan denial that should have left me in panic, but instead I found peace. Even with $60,000 in debt and no backup plan, I chose to trust that God is still writing my story and that miracles often begin in the middle of the storm. My greatest wealth today was not money, but the unshakable foundation of faith, family, and the quiet knowing that something beautiful is still coming.

Lately I have been juggling business, homeschool, finances, and motherhood, but inside I feel numb, tired, and emotionally drained. Even with good things happening, I cannot shake the heavy sadness that lingers, reminding me there is still healing to do. As single moms, we may feel like giving up, but we keep going, step by step, trusting that even in the chaos, God is leading us toward something greater.

I recently noticed how often we use the word but in conversations and how it quietly erases everything we said before it. Whether we are declining an invite or sharing an opinion, we feel the need to explain, defend, or justify our response. What would happen if we left out the but and simply let our words stand on their own with confidence and grace?

As a single mom trying to build a better future, I often face the pain of not being able to give my boys everything they need. I have chosen to invest in myself first, not because it is easy, but because I believe it is the only way out of this season. Even when it hurts, I hold on to the dream that one day we will have more than enough and I will be able to give them the life God promised us.

Personal development is one of the greatest investments we can make, but no one really talks about the cost that comes with growth. As I grew, I realized that not everyone would come with me, and sometimes even the people you love the most are not ready to walk that path. I wish someone had told me that when one person grows and the other stays the same, even a marriage can break under the weight of transformation.

I often find myself stuck between the past and the future, trying to control outcomes and make sense of what has already happened. Even when I dream about my best future, I realize I am still looking at it through the lens of the past. What I am learning now is that true change only happens when I stop trying to figure it all out and start fully living in the present.

As a single mom going through divorce, I found myself overwhelmed by guilt, exhaustion, and the pressure to be everything for my kids. One night, a simple moment in my son’s room triggered a flood of thoughts about failure, loneliness, and not being enough—until I heard God ask, “Who told you that you have to hold it all together?” In that moment, I surrendered and realized it is okay to not have it all figured out, because God’s grace meets me right where I am.

One night a deflated air mattress in my son’s room triggered a flood of self-criticism, reminding me of everything I had not done since the divorce. I felt like I was failing as a mom, trying to carry it all alone until I finally surrendered and heard God ask why I believed I had to hold it all together. In that moment I gave myself permission to rest, knowing that God’s grace is enough even when I feel like I am not.

Going through divorce is already painful, but unsolicited advice from people who have never lived it can make it even harder to process. I am constantly told to find another man, but what I really need is space to heal, rebuild, and rediscover who I am. This season is not about replacing someone, it is about choosing myself and creating a life that aligns with the future I want for me and my kids.

Today I went back through old photos with the intention of deleting every picture of my ex, but instead I found myself smiling through the pain. Those memories reminded me that I once loved deeply, gave my all, and made beautiful moments that shaped me. I may still be healing, but today I chose to embrace the past without shame and let those memories remind me that I will be okay.

As a single mom learning to follow God after divorce, I struggled to love someone who hurt me and felt guilty for still feeling angry. I kept trying to be nice, check every spiritual box, and push my emotions down until I realized I was hiding from my own truth. God reminded me that He is not asking for perfection but honesty, and even anger can be used as fuel for healing and growth.