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Today, I gave myself permission to pause—no meetings, no deadlines, no pretending I had the energy to push through. I slipped into my muumuu, made bacon and eggs, and let the house stay quiet for once. While the bacon sizzled, I smiled thinking about how even the smallest gestures can carry love. I tore off a couple of crispy pieces for the dog—because he deserves joy too—and opened my laptop to order matching Christmas pajamas for me, Sahara, and King. A simple thing, but so

There’s a special kind of irony in offering free help and being met with, “Can you donate instead?” This week, I reached out to an organization that claims to support women in transition — women rebuilding after hardship, loss, and adversity. I offered to donate free copies of my book   From Rock Bottom to Rich Energy  — a book that was born out of my own story of hitting rock bottom and finding the courage to rise again. It wasn’t a sales pitch. It was a heartfelt act of ser

For a while, life felt like I was pushing a boulder uphill — trying to make things happen through sheer willpower. Every move felt heavy, every “no” felt personal, every pause felt like a setback. I told myself it was all part of the process… but I felt exhausted. Then, something clicked. It wasn’t a big win or a viral post. It was a thought, a redirection. What if I’m not supposed to be climbing a mountain anymore? What if the road is open and clear— I just need to walk it?

Sometimes the best meals aren’t fancy — they’re the ones that taste like you . Last night, I made something that reminded me of home, of slow Sundays in my grandmother’s kitchen, and of how far I’ve come on this healing journey. ✨ The Meal Smoky habichuelas guisadas  simmered with tender smoked turkey, spooned over fluffy white rice. Crispy air-fried chicken wings on the side. Half an avocado sprinkled with sea salt. Simple, soulful, divine . Each bite carried a memory — Abue

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Here I am y'all! Creating my first blog post! I am SO EXCITED to share my thoughts, knowledge and love with you all, you have no idea!...