There was a time in my life when I didn’t have a stable place to call home. I know what it’s like to feel the weight of responsibility as a parent while facing housing insecurity, financial stress, and impossible choices. At one point, I opened my own home to two other single moms, one of whom had been living in her car with her toddler. We were all working the same job, trying to save money and build something better for our kids. It wasn’t always easy. We had our disagreements, but we’d sit down, cry it out, and remind each other we were a team. For a while, we created a little village under one roof, and I’ll never forget how powerful that felt. Before that, I had to make sacrifices, including being away from my kids for days at a time so I could work and keep going. It wasn’t perfect, but it was progress. I’ve learned how to survive with limited resources, how to rebuild when others doubted me, and how to stay grounded in my purpose through it all. If you’re in a tough spot or starting over, I’d love to talk with you about what’s possible—and remind you that you’re not alone.