LIFESTYLE BLOG

This is your reminder to take ownership of your story, your identity, and your inner voice. The way you see yourself matters more than the way the world sees you.

Hotel stay is for sure, your home away from home. I try to employ the same strategies in my hotel room as I do in my home to ensure that...

Who’s that tsunami – that extremely long ocean wave of complex thoughts and ideas — that unexpected earthquake occurring beneath the...

INSIDE OUT Journaling is one of the best ways to move your life forward. It helps you self-evaluate and places you in a position to...

DUST OFF! GET UP AND RISE! It was a tough week. In fact, last Tuesday I mentally and physically collapsed. I stayed nestled on my couch...

RAINY DAYS AND SUNDAYS The sound of soft rain prancing in the trees and dancing in the grass woke me at about 4 a.m. on Sunday morning....

I had the highest honor of redecorating the living room, reading room, and foyer, all on the main level of a very historic home in Atlanta, GA. The challenge was to modernize the space without losing the historic charm that permeated the home.

After a month of family time and reflection, I’m diving back into a powerful conversation that began at the EmpowerHer Summit. Only 8% of people achieve their goals—but becoming empowered is the game-changer. Let’s explore what true empowerment looks like and why it’s the key to entrepreneurial success.

We’re still celebrating an absolutely wonderful weekend! Both of my sons are here with my lovely daughter-in-laws and it all started Friday evening with my youngest son, Aaron, and my daughter-in-law, Hayley, attending a wedding rehearsal and dinner for their cousin Schase, and his lovely bride-to-be, Aniah.

We all fall short of our own expectations at times—whether it’s a meltdown, a moment of hiding, or not showing up how we wanted. This honest reflection explores how mindset and grace help us move through those moments with compassion, reminding us that growth often starts with acceptance.

My mommy is a prissy, prissy poo. You know, the type that you can't imagine burping, even as an infant, when burping is fashionable, or at least expected. She is the type that would never laugh loudly enough in a restaurant to be heard by guests sitting in an adjoining booth. She knows all the rules for proper etiquette and uses them religiously. In comparison to me, mom probably surpasses perfection.

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