(Part 1) This Sure Doesn’t Look Like A Castle

“How I went from childhood dreams of royalty to finding purpose in real-life resilience.”

Have you ever woken up and realized that you aren’t where you thought you’d be at this BIG age? As for me, my life is entirely different than I’d ever imagined! Now, I’m not going to touch on all of this here on Blog 1 because it will never end, so I’ll break it up into parts…

Part 1: This Sure Doesn’t Look Like A Castle

“How I went from childhood dreams of royalty to finding purpose in real-life resilience.”


I remember when I stood in front of all of my kindergarten friends and said, “When I grow up I want to be a princess.” Isn’t that every little girl’s dream? To tell the honest truth, I never outgrew that dream. Then, I was blessed to be an only child, so that only added to it. I was naturally used to the princess mindset because I never had to share! Even into my adult years, I maintained this mindset. Everything belonged to me.

Besides my personal fairytale, I knew that I wanted to be a poet. I have been writing poetry since the tender age of 5. I have won many awards and even went to the district a few times in my school years to compete in poetry contests. My dream was to become a traveling poet, traveling all around the world spreading pieces of my heart. As most people do, I looked at money as a factor. I listened to people tell me that there’s no money in poetry. I let my BIG DREAM be attacked and then eventually dissolved by small-minded people. On a good note, I am a published author of two poetry books. One is called Heaven’s Soundtracks, and the other is called Hell’s Lyrics. I will link them below. 

Besides the obvious, there was always a desire in me to help people. I wasn’t yet sure in what capacity. Shoot– I’m still learning how to help myself sometimes. Navigating life after going through a deep, dark depression is CRAZY (but that’s a blog for another time). But, one thing I was for sure about is that there’s a need in this world. People are losing their minds. They are stressed, depressed, overworked, and underpaid. Kids are seeking attention wherever they can get it. They feel like they don’t have the support they need and no one to talk to. Now I’m not saying that I am perfect, nor am I anyone’s savior, but there is a NEED, and I know that I possess the qualities to be a help in solving that need. It was from this moment, this analytical moment, that I knew that I wanted to be a therapist. But not just any therapist, a YOUTH therapist.

Currently, I am still a princess at heart. Especially since I live in a house with all men (too much testosterone, not enough estrogen). I still write poetry. I am still deciding where I want to go with it still, but it will always be one of my first loves. And of course, I am still on this therapy journey. I just graduated in May of 2025 with my AA in psychology with 5 kids, a husband, and a full-time job. I start school back this month (August), and I am NOT thrilled, but these degrees aren’t going to get themselves. And I charge for my time, so that’ll be $150! I’m just joking; a little laughter is good for the soul. 

I say all of this to say, things won’t always go the way that you plan. Is it good to have a plan? YES! Will it always work out? NO! It may sometimes, but there will still be alterations. You have to remember that you only get ONE LIFE, so you have to live every day with a bit of optimism because the days are not promised. And reader, I am not going to lie to you. Right now we are living in some INSANE times. You never know what’s around the corner. So, though I am not the type of princess that I envisioned, I am the princess that God intended for me to be. This doesn’t look like a castle, but it looks like a masterpiece. It looks like a work of art that’s still being constructed. It’s good in some places, bad, and a little bit ugly, but it’s coming together. And guess what? This is only PART 1.

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