I Produced & Acted In “The Black Monologues”: I’m Back!

Me looking on like a proud Mama Bear.

Ya’ll already know the story. If not, here’s the quick version:

All my life I wanted to act. *Miss Sophia voice*

Immediately following high school  I went to Columbia College Chicago. My major was Theatre.

I dropped out after one semester, because the way my bank account was set up…

I continued to act until I was about 25-years-old, but my dream slowly became a dream deferred.

Summer 2017 I had a “come to Jesus” moment and realized God put the dream of acting inside of me to pursue.

I’m back.

Yes I produced AND acted in “The Black Monologues” 12 weeks after giving birth. My ancestors would be so proud of me. Read More…

Once Upon a Summer in Chicago When Everybody Was Alive #Summer17Writing


As a child the last day of school was always the best day of my life after Christmas.

It would begin in late spring when summer would tease us with the glory of what was to come. When bubble coats and wools hats no longer served their purpose. We’d shed off our extra layers and run out to recess. Spring fever was at an all time high as teachers and students struggled to finish the year strong. The last school bell on the last day of school signified that we’d made it. Grey skies, snowstorms, and freezing temperatures were officially a thing of the past. Our future was bright with summer camp, bussing open the fire hydrant, choke sandwiches, chasing ice cream truck, pickles & sunflower seeds, a family trip down South, and the grand finale would be the Bud Biliken Parade.

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I’m Hurting And God Still Wants To Use Me


“In Japan, broken objects are often repaired with gold. The flaw is seen as a unique piece of the object’s history, which adds to its beauty.” -Unknown Photo Source: Pinterest

*taps mic*

Is this thing on?

*blows dust off blog*

I haven’t posted since January. Why? I felt like I didn’t have anything to say, which leads to another “Why?”. Because I was hurting.

Last year I filmed a video entitled “Dear God Where’s My Baby?” in which I poured my heart out about the struggle I was having in waiting on God’s perfect timing to open my womb. Can I be honest? After the video things got really bad. I did and said some things that I’m not proud of. I lived in a tormented state of confusion as the doctors reported that they found NOTHING wrong with my husband and I. On many days I wondered if it was possible for my hurt to sink lower. I found out it was as I sat on the couch one day with tears streaming down my face as I told my husband I no longer had the desire to live. More tears stream down as I type this, because I can’t believe how low I was.

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I’m Officially A Filmmaker & Why I Can’t Be Silent Anymore: Life Update


I’m alive and my hope has been restored.

In early December I felt like I had nothing to look forward to. I won’t go into the details of everything, but just know it was bad. “Good Morning Heartache” was my theme song. Blue was the color of life. I was grieving. What exactly? Everything I felt like I lost. I had little desire to live, because I didn’t see my purpose. But I also had no desire to die. So I just existed. Read More…

Don’t Forget the Promise #Believe2017

Photo credit: mindstepinc.com

Photo credit: mindstepinc.com

A few weeks ago I went to visit a buddy of mine in hospice. Yes, hospice. She had a stroke this summer. To my knowledge she was on the road to recovery. I’d snap her a few times and she would respond. There’s even a video of her on Facebook learning how to walk again. This is why I was shocked to receive news that doctors had given her 5 days to live. Read More…