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Tomorrow. Monday. April 11th, 2022. 8:00 am. Mt. Pleasant, SC. Sounds almost clinical. Just another day on the calendar. And a Monday at that. Yet, as I sit here trying to produce a few witty or moving sentences, my jaw is clenched, brain is muddled, and I find myself holding my breath.

Tomorrow I leave the comfort zone of my Servpro of GNC family that pulled me out of the 2009 real estate market crash that cost me the totality of my finances, caused my resume to become utterly moot, pummeled my real estate investments, and ultimately lost me the only home my children have ever known

Tomorrow I leave the safety net that has always caught me if life went sideways in the last 10 years. The net that broke my fall when my mom died and allowed me to grieve, take care of my family in another state, all the while keeping my by bills paid. The arms that held me as I lost three family members in one year. The daytime family that heard me squeal over the news of my first grandchild; relentlessly (and loudly) cuss out my adult kids over the phone because of some dumbass predicament they had gotten into; break as I watched Lookout Point, my home, be taken away from me; cry daily over my daughter being in another state… I could go on and on.

Tomorrow I take a blind leap away from what is known and comfortable, into something I have no idea how to predict. Because, tomorrow I will begin a journey that will not just utilize my intellectual and organizational skills, but my intuition, compassion, and leadership.

I am ecstatic to begin this phase of my life and I am also certain that this is the right path. I want to be useful, to affect change in peoples lives, to support others as they pursue their passions, and to be surrounded by people who have chosen their own path and are killing it in the process. So, why am I sitting here, at this keyboard, behind this screen, with tears streaming down my face, and a chest tight with anxiety?

I may not like it, but I think I have an idea of what the answer is to that question.

Tomorrow I will be out of excuses.

Tomorrow I will be in an environment that will hold me accountable to the “you can do more with your life” voice I hear in my spirit.

Tomorrow I will have to recognize that ultimately I create the safety net. I am my own superhero and conversely want to be superhuman for others.

Tomorrow - if I fully embrace the opportunities of the coming weeks - tomorrow will stoke the embers of my soul-driven business into full flame.

Tomorrow is the beginning of my Next.


This blog is a personal collection of my thoughts, wins, losses, memories, and crossroad moments. Almost all of which were hashed out around my kitchen counter and in my journals. If any of it resonates with you and you are ready to free-up the hidden badass you ARE right now, I can help. It’s time… Click the link and Let’s chat.


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