Come with me on a work trip ✈️
(Disclaimer: the “work” part is very camera shy 😭🤣🤣)
Mostly just me eating, vibing and catching flights 🤭
Partner in crime and content strategist😂😂😂😂: @ashantii_west
This message is one of the highlights of my week 🥹
It’s from the pharmacist who supplied my medications from 2024 till late last year.
I was on these meds (following my diagnosis) shortly after my knee surgery for depression, anxiety, OCD, insomnia… and some really intense mental health battles.
December 2025, during Reboot Camp, I made a decision that honestly scared me… I stopped.
I had taken the meds along with me because I needed them at night, but after the first session of RC, I got back to my hotel room and decided to stop taking them.
Not gradually, not perfectly… I was actually supposed to be weaned off these meds, but I stopped abruptly without consulting my doctors first (please don’t try this on your own🌚 I’ve been under medical supervision and had follow-ups since then).
I took that step of faith with a lot of fear in my heart. And if I’m being honest, it was also a step of frustration. Depending on meds for so long just to function normally was exhausting… and I think that exhaustion fueled my faith.
Months later… I’ve been okay.
I’ve had 3 sessions with my doctors since then, and they’ve placed me on a review phase with strict instructions to reach out immediately if I feel anything off. So far, I haven’t felt ‘anything off’.
My final session is next month, and I’ll be officially ‘discharged’.
There was a time I couldn’t function without these…🥹🥹
and now I don’t need them anymore.
God did that 🥹
Forever grateful to my Ebenezer 🙌🙌🙌🙌
Peace is important… but it’s not the only thing that matters.
Peace can confirm, but it shouldn’t be the only thing that decides.
Because you can feel calm and still be wrong.
You can feel at ease and still be out of alignment.
So maybe the question isn’t just, “Do I feel peace?” but “What is this peace producing?”
✌️❤️
Today, we celebrate love in its purest form.
Not a love that was spoken, but a love that was proven. A love that gave. A love that paid.
On the cross, every debt; past, present, and future was settled once and for all. No balance left. No record standing. Just grace, fully paid.
And through that sacrifice, we didn’t just receive forgiveness, we received sonship. We were brought near, called His own, given a new identity rooted in Him.
This is the essence of Easter, this is why we celebrate: Not just the death, but the victory. Not just the sacrifice, but the access. Not just the cross, but the empty grave.
Because He lives, we live; free, loved, and fully accepted.
Happy Easter ❤️
Happy International Women’s Day to the women in my life; the strong ones, the soft ones, the tired ones, the hopeful ones.
To the women who are figuring life out one day at a time, healing from things they don’t always talk about, chasing dreams, rebuilding, and still choosing to show up… I see you and I celebrate you.
Being a woman takes courage in ways the world doesn’t always notice.
Today and every day, may we keep supporting each other, loving ourselves a little more, and remembering that our stories matter.
Happy International Women’s Day, my girls. 💜💜💜💜
#InternationalWomensDay
#WomensSupportWomen
#CelebrateWomen
#WomensDay
My heart is full.
Not because everything is loud or dramatic, but because I have been kept.
Kept in ways seen and unseen. Protected. Guided. Sustained.
I am deeply grateful for the gift of life, for steady growth, for quiet strength, for the kind of grace that does not need to announce itself.
This chapter is not about proving anything. It is about trusting completely.
Trusting God with the pace. Trusting Him with the process. Trusting Him with the promise.
I don’t have to control what He is already carrying 🙌.
So today, I celebrate gratitude. I celebrate covering. I celebrate the faithfulness of God.
This chapter looks like peace. It feels like alignment. It is confidence in my Ebenezer; the One who helps me, keeps me, and writes my story.
Cheers to 33, baby girl 🥂
💄- my sugar @fhlawless_by_lulu
📸 - @fia.photography_
I didn’t close the last year with a neat summary.
There was too much happening, too much weight to hold quietly.
So I stepped into this new year slowly;
grateful, grounded, and still standing.
Last year changed me in quiet and irreversible ways.
Not all at once,
not loudly,
but steadily
layer by layer.
Some of the things I once prayed for arrived,
and instead of ease, they came with weight.
Instead of clarity, they brought stretching.
I learned that answered prayers don’t always feel like relief,
and blessings don’t always announce themselves as such.
There were moments of deep gratitude
that lived right alongside confusion;
thankful and overwhelmed
in the same breath.
I’ve learned that emotions aren’t linear.
That two things can be true at once.
That you can honour where you are
and still feel the ache of what it asks of you.
Some days were steady.
Other days were just… tender.
But on both days, I was held.
So I’m stepping into this year anchored by one truth:
Ebenezer — thus far, the Lord has helped me.
A reminder that my past, present, and future
are sustained by God’s unfailing help,
and that even when the journey feels heavy or unclear,
I am not walking alone.
I’m stepping into 2026 anchored in remembrance,
rooted in reliance,
and confident in the One who brought me this far.
This is the year I am settled.
Covered.
Under God.
Thoroughly helped.
Not because life will be perfect,
but because God has proven Himself ever-present.
Thankful for the sunshine,
and for the rain that prepared the ground beneath my feet.
Thankful even now;
still here,
still held,
still trusting the Author of my story.
Here’s to a new year under God.
Ebenezer.
