Dented But Not Defeated

I was raising a daughter, leading at work, and praying my way through exhaustion while everything felt shaky. I didn’t become strong because life was kind to me; I became strong because I didn’t have the luxury of falling apart. Single motherhood, leadership, faith, and responsibility collided head-on, and by the grace of God, I stayed standing. Not untouched. Not unscarred. But still here—faithful, gritty, and moving forward. I’m a single mom. A working mom. A woman who led