You could say I was born into business—literally. When my parents brought me home from the hospital, it wasn’t to a quiet suburban house. It was to a small upstairs apartment… right above our family’s Pizza Pub. Downstairs was a place filled with laughter, the smell of pepperoni, and the sounds of kids playing in the arcade my dad built next door. He wasn’t just a pizza guy—he was an entrepreneur through and through. He had video games across Northwest Arkansas, in every gas station, convenience store, and laundromat you could imagine.

From a young age, I was by his side on his service routes. He didn’t just teach me how to fix machines—he taught me how to see opportunity. By the time I was 10, I had launched my first business—a gumball company. I sold out of inventory in our classroom’s mock stock market and became the most “invested-in” company in school. Even then, something inside me knew I was meant to build.

Fast forward to my first “real job” at Walt Disney World. I remember standing there in costume, earning $6.36/hour, thinking: this can’t be it. I had already seen what freedom looked like—and clocking in and out wasn’t it. I stayed until one pivotal day at a Rich Dad Poor Dad seminar, where someone painted a vision of owning real estate with a business attached. My heart caught fire. I didn’t realize it then, but that dream was already inside me—it just needed someone to name it.

Then came the unexpected chapter.

In 2011, I walked up to the door of a business our family heavily relied on—and found it locked. Panic hit. There were eviction notices taped to the glass. We depended on that place. A few phone calls later, I found myself sitting in meetings… and two months after that, I was the new owner of a franchise I never asked for. But something surprising happened—I found joy there. I loved working with startups, helping people shape their brand, bring their ideas to life, and actually build something real. It was a side of me I hadn’t met yet—but I recognized her right away.

That season would prepare me for one of the hardest moments of my life.

Years later, my father had a stroke. I became his caregiver almost overnight—and was suddenly responsible for his entire business portfolio. There were no instructions, no passwords, no plan—just faith and a lifetime of memories. I was completely overwhelmed. On November 7, 2018, I paced back and forth in my office. He was in the hospital, awake from a coma, but he didn’t recognize me. I prayed like I never had before—not polished, not pretty. It was a cry from the gut. I said,

“God—it has to be You. You bring the right people into my life and

remove the ones who aren’t. I can’t do this without You.”

The moment I said amen, I got a message from someone cutting me out of their life.

And I smiled. I knew—God was listening.

That surrender marked the beginning of a new chapter. It wasn’t easy, but I wasn’t alone.

From there, God began to align people, opportunities, and wisdom. I dove into a real estate mentorship program that became a lifeline. I took on everything from lawsuits to land development, fix-and-flips to 1031 exchanges. I bought and sold land, structured deals, built out RV parks—you name it. But the biggest battle wasn’t in the contracts or construction. It was the war in my mind.

For a long time, I felt like an imposter—like I was pretending to belong in rooms I hadn’t “earned” a seat in. But through faith and deep study of God’s Word, the lies started to fall off. God showed me:

🕊️ I am chosen (Jeremiah 1:5)
🕊️ I am enough through Him (2 Corinthians 3:5)
🕊️ I am fearfully and wonderfully made (Psalm 139:14)
🕊️ I don’t need to strive—because I already belong (Ephesians 1:4–6)

That truth changed everything. I stopped striving and started abiding.

I stopped hustling for worth and started moving from a place of purpose.

Today, I help others bring their vision for business to life. I work with creatives, entrepreneurs, and small business owners who are overflowing with ideas but feel stuck or overwhelmed. I bring structure to their brilliance, clarity to their chaos, and strategy to their dreams. Whether through business development, consulting, or real estate investment—I help people build.

But more than that, I help people believe. Believe they’re not a mistake. Believe they’re created with purpose. Believe that what’s in their heart was planted there by God for a reason.

What drives me? Seeing someone break free from the lies that have held them back. Watching the light come on when they realize: I’m not too late. I’m not too broken. I’m not too much. I do this work because I’ve lived that transformation.

And every day, I wake up with fire in my bones to help others walk into theirs.

I don’t do this for applause or outcomes anymore. I do this because the Holy Spirit compels me. This is my calling—and I walk it out, one prayer and one purpose-filled step at a time.