I’m a mom of two boys, eight years apart, born into completely different seasons of my life—and from two different marriages. And if you had told me ten years ago that this would be my life… I would’ve laughed. Or cried. Probably both.
The truth is, nothing about motherhood ever looks like the Pinterest version we imagined. And when your sons are a decade apart, with wildly different needs, personalities, and challenges? It’s a whole different level of chaos.
One is navigating pre-teen everything, baseball tournaments, and peanut OIT. The other is a whip-smart four-year-old with PKU, whose meals I have to measure by the gram. Add in the fact that I run my business(es) from home, invest in real estate, and (oh yeah) decided to start over in my career after building a 7-figure income… and you get a glimpse of the beautiful, overwhelming mess that is my life.
But the one thread that’s held it all together—through every chapter, every pivot, every “God, are you sure?” moment—has been Jesus.
I was raised in the church. Christian schools. Christian college. I knew the verses. I could talk the talk. But if I’m being honest, I didn’t truly start walking the walk until my late 20s, early 30s. It was slow at first. Just a pull. A whisper. A feeling that the hustle wasn’t enough and that I was built for more than just checking boxes and performing success.
That whisper became a need.
And in the seasons where the bank account was full but the soul felt empty—or when I was rebuilding everything from scratch—faith was the only anchor I had.
I’m not perfect. I’m the first to admit I’m stubborn. I mess up daily. I lose my patience. I second-guess myself. But I always come back to this: if I want to raise boys who are kind, grounded, strong, and faith-filled… then I have to lead from the front.
That means prayer over perfection. Surrender over striving. And showing my kids what it looks like to follow Jesus, even when it’s hard, even when I fail, even when I have no idea what tomorrow holds.
If you’re a mom in the trenches—juggling business, life, health stuff, and a heart that’s hungry for more…you’re not alone. This road is messy. But it’s holy, too.
And grace? It meets us right in the middle of it.
If you’ve made it this far, thank you for being here. This space is just getting started, but the heart behind it is deep. I’ll be sharing more of what it means to pursue true wealth—not just in finances, but in faith, peace, purpose, and presence.
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