A Christmas Miracle

2024, Thank You, Next!

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What. A. Year.

As many of you know, I began 2024 with the unthinkable—the devastating loss of my beloved Aunt Ila, who was tragically murdered. Her death was a gut-wrenching shock to the system and to everyone who knew and loved her. It set the tone for what became a rollercoaster year, swinging wildly between moments of triumph and heartbreak.

One week, I’d be celebrating milestones in my business; the next, mourning the loss of a family member or grappling with a setback that shook me to my core.

Ooh, wee—I’ve never been more ready to close the chapter on a year.

And yet, as if the universe hadn’t tested me enough, December decided to throw one more curveball.

For the past few months, I’ve been battling one of my deepest fears: the C-word. Yes, cancer.

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It all started in August when I noticed tenderness in my left breast. I chalked it up to something minor until the swelling turned into something I couldn’t ignore. My left breast had doubled in size. Getting an appointment with my doctor was like navigating a labyrinth, so I went to urgent care. That practitioner wasted no time—she sent me straight to radiology for a mammogram and ultrasound.

What followed was a whirlwind of appointments, scans, and sleepless nights. By November, biopsies were underway—four of them to be exact—and the waiting game began.

When the results finally came back: benign.

I let out the deepest breath of relief. But the journey isn’t over yet. There are still three more biopsies to go, and the last one—a targeted MRI biopsy for a suspicious spot deep in my right breast—is scheduled for December 27th.

Through it all, I’ve clung to the belief that the mind shapes how the body responds. So, I’ve been intentional about my thoughts, my energy, and my circle. My strategy has been staying positive, envisioning myself thriving, and surrounding myself with uplifting people.

And you know what? It’s working.

You may have seen my 52-week birthday challenge—because, yes, I’m already envisioning myself here, alive and fully present, living out my purpose for years to come. I see my future, and I’m in it.

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So to cancer, to setbacks, and to anything else that dares to dim my light:
F#@k you. You don’t get to win.

2024 has tested me in ways I never imagined, but I’m still standing. And as we head into 2025, I’m bringing nothing but positive energy, hope, and light.

If you’re reading this and you’ve been through your own struggles this year, know this: you’re not alone. You’re stronger than you realize. And if we keep showing up—scarred but unbroken—we’ll find our miracles, too.

Let’s ring in 2025 together, full of gratitude for the lessons we’ve learned, and ready to embrace the blessings to come.

Happy New Year, friends. Here’s to life, love, and unstoppable light.