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November 12 • CJD Awareness Day 💟
There are dates your soul never forgets.
They don’t just live on a calendar, they live in your bloodstream.

For me, that day is November 12,
the day the world pauses to honor CJD Awareness,
and the day I remember the man who carried my heart, Kenneth.

Creutzfeldt-Jakob Disease.

Three words I had never heard before.
Three words that came like a storm,
stole my husband’s laughter, his voice, his life,
and left me holding pieces of forever that no longer fit.

CJD is rare. Untreatable. Fatal.
But what they don’t tell you is that it’s cruel,
it’s watching the person you love fade away while you stand helpless,
praying for science to move faster than time.
And yet, even in the silence, even in the loss,
hope refuses to die.
Because love won’t let it.

This past four months, I’ve donated, I’ve raised awareness,
I sat in virtual rooms with other broken souls who understood the language of this pain.
And in March, I’ll walk the halls of Capitol Hill,
not as a widow, but as a voice.
I’ll carry Kenneth’s name on my lips and his love in my lungs
as I plead with lawmakers to fund the research that could one day save someone else’s forever.

Because this is what grief does,
it breaks you open so something greater can pour out.

🟣 Share this post. Tell a story about someone you’ve loved and lost. Keep their light alive.

🟣 Donate to The CJD Foundation, help us turn pain into purpose.
🟣 Call your representatives, remind them that science matters, that time matters, that love matters.
🟣 And hug your people, because tomorrow is never promised.

Kenneth is more than a name I grieve —
he’s the heartbeat behind everything I do now.
And as long as I breathe,
I’ll make sure his story touches the world that took him too soon.

💜 For Kenneth. For Love. For the Cure. 💜

I’ve lost almost everything I thought I couldn’t live without,
my husband, the future I dreamed of, and the version of me that believed love would always be enough.

I felt like I’ve lost my identity and it’s a little difficult looking into the mirror and recognizing myself. 🪞So, here’s a reminder to myself that, “I’m still that GIRRRL.”

I know grief didn’t take my light, it just forced me to see it differently.

These days, I move slower.
I mother with tenderness I had to earn.
I breathe through the ache that never fully leaves,
and I’m learning that surviving isn’t weakness,
it’s a kind of holy strength no one talks about.

This isn’t a comeback story.
It’s a continuation.

A woman reshaped by pain,
yet still choosing softness in a world that expected her to harden.
I’m not chasing peace anymore, I’m living it,
one quiet, trembling breath at a time.

If you’ve ever had to rebuild yourself from the ruins,
you’ll understand this next part:
I’m not the same, but I’m still here.
And maybe that’s the miracle. 🪽

🕊️ Vote for me as I rise again ➡️ with intention, with grace, and with a heart that still believes:

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I’m like a magician I sprinkle magic everywhere I go, and I don’t need a stage to do it. 🪄✨💫

Because, the real magic?
It’s in the way I think, feel, and love myself.

AND guess what? You’re magic too. 💫

⭐️ What if you didn’t need to change a single thing about yourself to be worthy?
⭐️ What if you were already perfect, whole, and complete — just as you are?

LET THAT SINK IN.

The love you crave? It starts inside.
The success you’re chasing?
It begins with what you believe about yourself.
The life you’re manifesting?
It’s shaped by every one of your 60,000 daily thoughts.

ASK YOURSELF
✨ How many of those thoughts are yours?
✨ How many are loving?
✨ How many are calling in abundance, freedom, peace?

You are the only one who can think in your mind.
You are the one with the power to shift your energy and change your world.
You don’t need to do what everyone else is doing.
You just need to remember who you are.

You are divine.
You are powerful.
You are loved.
& don’t you ever forget it.

Stay focused.
Stay grounded.
Your BIG magic is on its way to you right now — all you have to do is believe it.

Give no attention to those who you think are against you, pay them dust.

Unplugged 🔌: Puerto Rico 🇵🇷

Can you believe I survived without a phone for four days? Two weeks ago, I told my good friend to pack bags because I really needed some peace.

Be careful what you ask for because the day of arrival my phone stopped working. Wouldn’t even hold a charge. 🪫

Once I arrived back in DC, I purchased a new phone. Now, here I am, day 3 of being home and I’m going through 1,162 emails and 124 text messages, later. 😅 Needless to say, I found pockets of peace but your girl was stressed more than when I left.

As I sit here reflecting on today, my heart feels full in a way I can’t quite put into words.

The holidays have always been a bittersweet time for me, especially as a mother in a blended family. We rotate the holidays each year, and so often, it feels like something is missing when the boys aren’t home. It’s in those quiet moments that I realize just how much they mean to me and how quickly time passes. 🥹

It really hit me: I only have one more Thanksgiving with my oldest, Isaiah, before he graduates high school. 😮‍💨 That thought alone is a reminder of how fleeting these moments truly are. Time moves so fast, and every second spent with loved ones is precious. I’m learning to cherish the memories we make today, because they’re the ones that will stay with us forever.

For those of you who spent the day surrounded by loved ones, I hope it was filled with laughter, connection, and joy. And for those who found themselves alone or feeling distant, I pray that you find open arms and kind hearts ready to welcome you in. You are never alone, and there is always space for you in this world.

I want to take a moment to express just how thankful I am for each and every one of you—my incredible community. Whether we’ve shared in the highs or weathered the lows together, you’ve shown up for me and my family in ways that are beyond words. Your support, your love, and your presence mean everything to me.

THANK YOU ✨ for being a part of my life. I’m beyond grateful for the connections we share, and for the way you continue to make this journey so meaningful. I’m sending love and warmth to each and every one of you today and always.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING, LOVES!✨🤎