Most people will say otherwise but I know this to be true: Fear and hope can ride in the same car. One can drive while the other plays passenger princess. Both can still take you somewhere sacred. 82 days. That’s how long my son sat in the NICU fighting for his life. That’s where I learned what real resilience looked like. I learned to hold heartbreak and hope in the same space. But he kept fighting. And so did I. And now every late night, tough production day, or moment I wonder if this dream is too big? I remember who I’m building this for. It’s not about clout or visibility. It’s about showing him — and other women like me what’s possible. When you use your why as the reason, not the excuse. When you embrace your voice. When you advocate for yourself. When you show up for you, and for the ones who’ve always loved you. Your why isn’t always pretty. Sometimes you have to let the chaos fuel you. Thank you shannonwalkerallen & #GrownWoman 🎙️ for giving me space to share our s...