Meet the author

I’m a mother of six, grandmother of fourteen, and a great-grandmother many times over. I’ve spent most of my life taking care of everybody else. From running a loud, love-filled household to selling oysters at fourteen years old on the Gulf Coast, responsibility found me early—and it stuck.

I’m a Gulf Coast native and a Faulkner University alumna with a background in Criminal Justice. Funny how God uses even that, isn’t it? Studying law gave me one lens. Walking through life gave me another. Together, they’ve shaped how I see faith, justice, grace, and the way God works in the middle of our mess.

People have called me crazy. Said I don’t fit the mold.

To that, I say: Amen.

I’ve walked through the fire of mental illness. I’ve navigated the beautiful chaos of a big family. I’ve prayed through things I wouldn’t wish on anyone. I like things simple—but life rarely asks my opinion.

And somewhere between the laundry piles, courtroom textbooks, babies, heartbreak, and breakthroughs, I learned something:

God does His best work when He tosses our neat little plans into the dryer and lets them tumble.

This space isn’t about perfectly folded sheets or “how-to” homemaking tips anymore. It’s about what God shows us in the shaking. It’s about grace when the law exposes us. It’s about faith when the fire feels too hot. It’s about finding steady truth in a confused world.

I don’t have all the answers. But I do have stories. I have scars. I have Scripture. And I have a front-row seat to what God can do with a life that refuses to fit the mold.

So buckle your seatbelt.

It’s been a wild ride.

And I’m just getting started.