The Strength Journal

From the time we’re young, we’re told a well-meaning but deeply flawed lesson: “Be the bigger person.” On the surface, it sounds noble: take the high road, don’t stoop to their level, rise above the mess. But when you really unpack it, you start to see the cracks. Why is the responsibility for peace always handed to the one who was wronged? Why do we comfort the villain by telling the wounded to “let it go”? Why do we keep asking people to swallow their pain for the sake of “

A Gentle Reflection on the Loss of a Child ⚠️ A gentle disclaimer: This blog speaks to the deeply personal and painful journey of losing a child, whether through miscarriage, stillbirth, or the unthinkable heartbreak of outliving your son or daughter. If this topic is sensitive or triggering for you, please honor your heart. Come back if/when you're ready. You are loved either way. There are few wounds more soul-deep than the loss of a child. Whether it’s a baby whose heartbe

For most of my life, I wore my structure like armor. Color-coded calendars. To-do lists with sublists. Outfits planned down to the shoes.....days in advance. I was always two steps ahead, just in case life tried to throw me off track. I was a textbook A-type. Organized. Driven. High-functioning. And I clung to structure because somewhere along the way, I was taught that control equals safety. That if I could manage all the details, I could minimize the chaos. But life? Life d

No one ever talks about this part, the side of the story that comes after the mistake. Not the drama, not the discovery, not the damage control but the quiet that comes once the dust settles and you’re forced to face what you’ve done. This isn’t a justification piece. This is about the reckoning, the space where self-reflection meets shame, where love meets loss, and where accountability has nowhere left to hide. Because being the one who broke trust comes with its own kind

Trusting the Timing When It Feels Like You’re Being Left Behind There’s a particular ache that comes with watching life happen for...

It shows up in the moments no one sees. After the presentation. Before the client call. In the silence after your kids are finally asleep...

You are meant for more than just making it through the day. Maybe your mornings start in chaos. Maybe your body aches from exhaustion....

A Reflection on Losing Parents, Carrying Legacy, and Loving Through the Next Generation Nothing prepares you for the moment your parents...

Love, Accountability, and Knowing When to Step Back We love the phrase “I am my sister’s keeper.” It’s powerful. It’s rooted in loyalty,...

Breaking the Cycle Without Breaking the Values I grew up in a household where discipline came first, ALWAYS! The rules were clear. The...

It starts quietly . You’re doing your best. Moving through your day. Handling what needs to be handled. And then you look to the left....

We love to celebrate love. The engagement photos, the wedding vows, the anniversary posts with matching outfits and glowing smiles. We...

Growing up, many of us were taught that loyalty is everything. We were taught to hold on, to family, to friends, to relationships, no...

In a recent blog, I opened up about the struggle of accepting help as a mother — the quiet tug-of-war between wanting a break and feeling...

I’m writing this from a place that should feel like peace. Surrounded by warm air, ocean views, the sound of laughter, and the comfort of...

Breaking the Cycle of Silent Struggle

Dedicated to the life, love, and unshakable spirit of Taciana D. Biton I am the daughter of two immigrant parents who taught me, early,...

Why Women of Color Still Need Each Other Now More Than Ever There is nothing like the power of sisterhood among women of color. It’s not...

Strong isn’t just muscles and hustle. It’s easy to think strength looks like someone who has it “all together.” Perfect planner. Clean...

I didn’t set out to create a movement. I set out to survive. I was navigating the complex, beautiful, and exhausting world of motherhood,...