✨As 2025 came to an end, I’m sitting here reflecting on a year that has been, quite honestly, one of my hardest. This past year brought seasons I didn’t ask for—legal battles, the sifting of friendships, the heavy weight of family loss, and health struggles that tried to steal my peace.

If I only looked at the "news reports" of my life, I might feel defeated. But when I look through my lens—the one I used to capture a baptism and my sweet niece Jaida’s dedication just this past Sunday—I see a different story. I see the Final Chapter.

I see that even in the fire, God was preparing a "Shiloh" (a place of peace). I see that for every person who walked away, a true sister in Christ stood firmer by my side. I see that grace isn't just a word; it’s the strength that kept me standing when the world expected me to crumble.

To everyone in this family who is carrying a heavy heart tonight:
The hard season does not get the final word. The Father does.

I've decided I’m leaving the judgment, the lies, and the courtroom dust in 2025. I’m walking into 2026 with a heart open to fellowship, a spirit rested in grace, and the joy of knowing that new mercies are waiting for us tomorrow morning.

May your New Year be filled with "Shiloh" moments—true, deep, and lasting peace.

"The Lord bless thee, and keep thee:
The Lord make his face shine upon thee, and be gracious unto thee"
(Numbers 6:24-25)

Happy New Year, family. We’re just getting started. 🥂🙏