This blog is a collection of stories, scars, and second chances-a place where faith meets real life. Every scar carries a story of grace, and God always sees more in us than we do ourselves.
Parenting was never meant to be easy—but now, it feels like a battlefield. And while the world pushes confusion, I’m still standing for truth, faith, and the future of my children.
Before the moves. Before the secrets. Before the silence.
There was a room with a pink canopy—the last safe memory I had.
The Weight of Secrets isn't just about what was lost.
It's about what survived.
It's about finding freedom in truth, even when the truth is hard to speak.
