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Pushing beyond my past and comfort zone in order to become the woman I choose to be!

I used to think my story was just the pain.
The heartbreaks. The mistakes. The times I felt like I wasn’t enough.
I carried them like a name tag: “Hi, I’m the one who messed up. Hi, I’m the one who’s been abandoned. Hi, I’m the one who had to start over too many times.”
And people were all too happy to remind me of it. Society has a way of keeping women, especially women of color, in those boxes. “She’s the single mom.” “She’s the strong one.” “She’s the girl with baggage.”
For a long time, I let those labels define me. But then I learned something powerful:
Yes, those things happened to me… AND I am so much more.
Yes, I’ve been broken.
And… I’ve learned how to put myself back together with grace and faith.
Yes, I’ve made mistakes.
And… I’ve used them as lessons to grow wiser, softer, stronger.
Yes, I’ve been overlooked.
And… I’ve discovered that my worth was never up for debate in the first place.
The “and” is where the power lives. It’s the bridge between where you’ve been and where you’re going. It’s the reminder that your story isn’t finished, and your identity is not limited to your hardest chapters.
So when I say “I am the sum of all my parts,” I mean I carry the pain and the joy, the tears and the laughter, the failures and the triumphs…and all of it makes me valuable.
Reflection Prompt
Take a moment to write your own Yes, And… statement.
Keep it close. Read it out loud when doubt tries to creep in. Because your Yes, And… is your truth.
Love,
Drea
Welcome back to Conversations with Drea, the space where we hold real conversations about healing, transformation, and seeing ourselves—and each other—more clearly.
Today I want to talk about something tender, something that carries a lot of weight in our community: the shaming of Black single mothers who have children with multiple fathers.
Too often, it’s whispered in judgment, side-eyed, or turned into a punchline. But behind every woman’s story is a set of circumstances, patterns, and pain that we may never see.
Pause and reflect: What comes up for me when I hear that description? What assumptions am I making?
Let’s be honest—society is quick to label. “Irresponsible.” “Loose.” “Can’t keep a man.”
And sometimes, it’s not just society—it’s our own community echoing those same judgments.
But here’s the truth: shame has never healed anybody. It silences. It isolates. It deepens wounds.
These judgments don’t take into account the systems stacked against Black women: cycles of poverty, unhealed trauma, limited access to safe partners, resources, or support.
Shame doesn’t heal—it hides the deeper story.
Many women who carry this label have already survived more than most people could imagine.
Some grew up without secure attachment, never learning what safe love looks like. Others endured abuse, neglect, or instability.
And yet—they still chose motherhood. They still chose love. Even if it came through broken places.
Sometimes, repeated patterns in relationships aren’t about being careless—they’re about trying, again and again, to heal an old wound without even realizing it.
Reflection: Instead of asking, “Why does she have kids with different men?” ask, “What pain, what survival, what story sits underneath those choices?”
Here’s something people don’t often talk about: the complexity of raising children without a partner.
Yes, some women have been abandoned—left to carry the full weight of parenting alone. And that carries a deep, unspoken pain.
But for many others, it wasn’t abandonment at all—it was a choice of courage.
So while the journey often includes loneliness, it is not defined by pity. It is marked by strength, discernment, and resilience.
And whether the story is one of abandonment, loss, or courage to leave, the truth remains: these women still rose. They still carried their children, still showed up, still built a future from what they had.
What often gets overlooked are the stories of triumph.
Behind every headline of success is often a woman who quietly gave her all.
These women embody resilience. They prove stereotypes wrong without needing to announce it. They show that worth is never defined by circumstance.
So I want to turn this back to you:
Because when we strip away the labels, we can finally see the humanity, the mothering, the survival, the strength.
To every Black single mother reading this: You are more than the labels. You are more than your past. You are more than your circumstances.
Your love is powerful. Your story is still unfolding. And no matter how the world tries to define you, you carry a strength and dignity that can’t be erased.
Scripture: “There is therefore now no condemnation to those who are in Christ Jesus.” (Romans 8:1)
Affirmation: “I honor the strength of Black mothers. I release judgment and choose empathy. I see the woman beyond the labels.”
Take that with you today. Let’s keep seeing each other with compassion, truth, and love.
Love,
Drea
Have you ever felt like you were finally moving forward, only to find yourself back in a puddle of tears or spiraling into old habits? If so, you’re not alone. Healing doesn’t follow a straight path. And you know what? That’s okay.
My mother’s passing in September 2024, inspired a need to go deep within to heal not only the grief of her passing, but also unresolved childhood wounds. I decided to start a healing journey. When I first started my self-healing journey, I thought progress meant never having a bad day again. I thought healing would be a straight shot to wholeness. But what I’ve learned, and what I want to remind you of…is that healing is a winding road. There are detours, potholes, and sometimes you have to revisit old wounds just to clean them out a little deeper.
Sometimes we think a breakdown means we’re broken. But breakdowns are often breakthroughs in disguise.
What if I told you that your tears today don’t cancel the joy you felt yesterday? What if I told you that needing rest doesn’t mean you’ve failed? Healing is about integration, not perfection. Every step, even the wobbly ones, is part of your becoming.
Here’s what helped me embrace the non-linear journey:
– Grace: Give yourself permission to be human. I was so hard on myself, but soon learned to treat myself with the grace and compassion I give to others.
– Journaling: Writing down where I was and what I felt helped me track how far I’d come. I even created a journal with a letter writing to release my unspoken emotions in a safe space. It’s amazing how much I was keeping inside. Some emotions can become toxic if not released.
– Community: Being around others who understood the ups and downs of healing made me feel less alone.
– Faith: I leaned into the idea that God walks with us through every valley, not just the mountaintops. Which means that even out of our greatest pain, can come valuable lessons.
So if today doesn’t look or feel like progress, remember this: progress isn’t always visible, but it’s always happening. You are not starting over…you are starting from experience.
Stay gentle. Stay grounded. Keep going.
With love,
Drea
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Grieving the loss of a loved one? These 5 powerful biblical principles offer encouragement, comfort, and hope in your healing journey.
📖 “The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.” – Psalm 34:18
Grief can feel like a silent scream, a deep ache that words can’t reach. In these moments, it may seem like no one fully understands your pain. But God does. Psalm 34:18 reminds us that He is close—not distant or detached, but near and attentive.
When your prayers feel hollow and your heart is heavy, God gently holds your sorrow. You don’t need perfect words—He hears you even in your silence. You are not alone.
📖 “To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven.” – Ecclesiastes 3:1
Healing doesn’t come with a stopwatch. Society may try to rush your grief, but God never will. He created seasons, and grief is one of them—a sacred time for mourning, remembering, and finding your way forward.
Some days will feel lighter. Others may pull you into deep emotion. Let that be okay. Trust the process. God is in no hurry with your heart.
📖 “We do not grieve like those who have no hope.” – 1 Thessalonians 4:13
Hope doesn’t erase sorrow—but it steadies it. As believers, we grieve knowing that death is not the final word. The resurrection of Christ assures us that love, life, and connection continue in God’s care.
Hold space for both your sorrow and your hope. God is big enough to carry both.
📖 “But the steadfast love of the Lord is from everlasting to everlasting.” – Psalm 103:17
One fear many grievers face is, Will I forget them if I begin to heal? The answer is no.
Healing doesn’t erase love. It transforms it.
Your loved one lives on in your stories, your decisions, your legacy. You honor them not just by remembering—but by living fully in their memory.
📖 “Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.” – Matthew 5:4
Jesus didn’t say if you mourn—He said when. Grief is a part of life, and so is divine comfort. It comes in waves: through scripture, through a song, a friend’s text, or a quiet peace that passes understanding.
God sees every tear, hears every sigh, and promises to stay close. Even now, He is with you.
If you’re walking through grief, take heart: God is not asking you to be strong—He’s offering to be your strength. Let these truths hold you on the days when everything feels too heavy. You are seen. You are loved. And you are never alone.
With love and understanding,
Drea
What is a blueprint? In the simplest terms, a blueprint is a drawing or image used to guide you in the process of making something, such as an architect uses to construct a building. During a recent conversation about life, love and relationships with someone, she stated something really interesting:
“It’s a shame that a lot of us didn’t have a blueprint for what real love looks like.”

I was really struck by the comment because in my quest to become the best me possible, I’ve realized something about myself: For the longest time, I’ve been struggling to achieve love based on ideas that were presented in the movies, books and even music. It didn’t dawn on me that I didn’t have a real blueprint to follow. You know… a two parent household, that modeled navigating the ups and downs of marriage, parenting, healthy communication, loyalty, commitment, respect, support and partnership. Is that what my problem was all this time?
After some thought, I would agree that having such a blueprint could have possibly made my journey easier. However, then again…. maybe not. My old victim mentality would have bought into the notion that I am at a disadvantage because I didn’t have that type of blueprint to show me what real love looks like. However, the new striving to be better version of me, who has put in the work to heal, disagrees.
Why? Because there are many people out there who didn’t have that blueprint, who are doing pretty damn well! Not having a blueprint doesn’t make me special or a victim, it’s actually quite common. What it makes me, is grateful for all that I do have and all that I am working towards. And you know what? That’s enough. I’ve found that love shows up in many forms.

So, no pity party, here! The new me knows that I am already loved by my Creator who knew me before I was even born. There are no mistakes! I was created for a purpose, blueprint or not! I am full of love and quite capable of having healthy loving relationships and a family just like anyone else! (Even if it does require some falling down and getting back up again.) But that….I just call life!
Till next time,
Love,
Drea
A month ago, I went to the doctor for a visit to address some issues I was having with my back. The nurse taking my vitals, was pretty friendly and we laughed as I joked about stepping on the scale to check my weight. As we settled down and talked about my back issues, she glanced over and looked at the hand bag I was carrying.
She asked: What in the world are you carrying in that bag? It’s way too heavy! You have got to lighten the load! I was slightly embarrassed, so I grabbed my bag and admitted that I carry a lot of items around, “just in case”. She then said to me: “All of that extra weight in your bag is causing you unnecessary pain. Time to let some of it go! I nodded in agreement.

When I left the medical appointment, I couldn’t help but think about her question. I started to reflect on my life and wondered: What unnecessary things am I still carrying around, that I should have let go of a long time ago?
If we pay attention, we will see that the people closest to us are like mirrors reflecting back at us. As I took a closer look at my close relationships, I realized that I am still carrying around things within me, that I need to let go of. Unfortunately, these things are impacting my relationships.
I realized that I still carrying around unresolved traumas and my inner-she-hulk who protected and helped me cope long ago. And while my inner-hulk / protector, served her purpose back then, she is no longer needed. Especially when it comes to my loved ones.
So, I see I still have more unpacking to do. I’ve got to lighten the load. I know that it may hurt having to face all of which I am still carrying, but I know I will feel much better once I am finally able to move forward without all of that weight, weighing me down. Even better, will be the improvements in my relationships! Wish me luck!
Until next time!
Love,
Drea.
We said our final goodbyes to my Aunt last week. It was so sudden that I felt as if I’d been hit by Mike Tyson and a week later I am still dazed, confused and unable to grasp what has happened. So many deaths have happened over the last year or so due to the pandemic, that I almost feel like I don’t have a right to mourn.
However, this death is so very personal to me and I am deeply mourning. I feel like something has been stolen from me. She was the very best of us. Ever since I was a child, she was always the same: She loved God unapologetically and she loved her family. Not with words or with affection, but with her actions. Her love was always evident in her actions. She was always there for me, my children and others, going above and beyond without complaint.
It’s so rare in this world to have genuine people in your corner that you know without a doubt you can trust and count on. If you are lucky, you will have at least one or better yet, a few. My aunt was one of the few. She was like a Mom to me and the space she left behind, is like a huge void in the deep.
My emotions have been so up and down lately that I felt like I was unraveling. So, I remembered and sought out the 5 stages of grief to put them all into context:

Denial: It is said that this first stage’s purpose is to slow down or minimize the impact of the intense pain of grief, which threatens to overwhelm us. This may be the first stage, but I still find myself in denial at times. Unable to accept what has happened and grappling to make sense of it. Most of all, not wanting to believe it as if my disbelief will change it.
Anger: This emotion is said to be common and comes as a result of releasing strong feelings of discomfort associated with the pain, fear and heartache of grief. I have been in and out of this stage several times. Honestly, sometimes I just want to scream out loud. Mostly, I feel angry that she’s gone and that I am left here without her. I often think to myself, why her? She was one of the good ones!
Bargaining: This stage is pretty interesting. It is said that this stage is usually directed at a higher power/God as we try to find control where there is none. In this stage we may replay interactions with the ones we’ve lost and wish something would have been different. I have had several talks with God about this loss, wavering between wanting her back and accepting His will.
Depression: Here’s a stage that I know too well. It’s said that in this stage, the heightened emotions have calmed and reality sets in. We begin to retreat within ourselves as the sadness grows. We may avoid social situations and isolate ourselves as a coping mechanism. I have been feeling the need to be alone more, not wanting company or to even talk on the phone with anyone. Depression is not a place to linger too long. So I will try my best to let people in more. Just writing this blog post is therapeutic. It’s allowing me to let some of the feelings out.
Acceptance: This stage occurs when we accept the truth and/or reality of our loss. We are no longer on the roller coaster ride of heightened emotions or trying to avoid the truth. However, some of the feelings from the other stages like regret or sadness may still be present.

The important thing to remember is that all of these stages and feelings are normal. We are not bound by the order of the stages or the length of time we grieve. As time progresses I will remember the good memories of my Aunt, for there were many. I will be grateful for all that she has done and the time spent. I will try my best to focus mostly on those things as opposed to my loss. It won’t be easy, but I will take it one day at a time.
If you are grieving the loss of a loved one, let me extend my warmest and most heartfelt condolences to you and yours. May they live on in your hearts forever more.
Until next time,
Love, Drea.
I don’t know about you, but this past year’s experience has given me the opportunity to reflect on a lot of things in my life. I mean, what else did we have to do with all of that time at home during the quarantine, right?
So, I asked myself a question: What is the biggest lesson learned during 2020? While there have been many lessons, one thing that stuck out in the foreground was the impact of the many distractions which I’ve allowed to derail me from my purpose and/or my goals.

I quickly realized that I have had several goals deferred and even abandoned. All because I’ve allowed people, things, thoughts and emotions to distract me from maintaining my focus. The further back in time I looked back, I realized that I have done this far too often and how much time and progress I’ve lost. It’s like a pattern. One minute, I am on the right track with great intentions, motivated and ready. The next thing you know, I find myself derailed, lost and struggling to find my way back. Allow me to elaborate.

People: My relationships have been the most distracting influence of them all. I have been historically known to focus most of my attention on the people around me. Constantly giving all of myself, ensuring that others feel supported and loved, even when it was seldom reciprocated. To be quite honest, I was so focused on giving/pleasing that I rarely realized the lack of reciprocity. That is of course, until my cup became empty and I needed it to be refilled, only to receive nothing.
Emotions: Then the emotions would kick in. Blame, anger, resentment, sadness, and indifference. A tug of war in my head would ensue, wasting my mental productivity on thoughts that kept me preoccupied at nights and even in the day, as I desperately tried to find a solution as well as my emotional balance.

Things: One of the other major things (for lack of a better category) which distracted me, was the dissatisfaction of my job. While it financially served its purpose, it drained me mentally and even spiritually. By the time I got home from work, I was utterly exhausted and had little desire, if at all, to work on my own projects/goals or to enjoy simple pleasures like family time.
What’s the bottom line you ask? Well, I’ve learned that I have much more control over these distractions, than I thought. I control the people who I give access to in my life. Once I figured that out, I let go of friendships that I have deemed toxic and I’ve become less available to others. Instead of pouring all of myself into others, I now pour into me. I pay more attention to my needs and I do more of what I love, which includes working towards my goals.

I have even made adjustments with my job. And In terms of my thoughts and emotions, I practice mental maintenance every single day. Which simply means, I plan my mental intake daily. Always ensuring that the things I listen to, read and watch are going to either educate, motivate or give me the peace that I need in order to maintain the right frame of mind. It may not seem like much to some, but the quality of my life and the progress I have made has been incredible!
Until next time,
Love, Drea
Your heart and your mind are two of your most prized possessions and because of that, it is up to you to care for them. If you don’t do it, then who will? If you’re an empath like me, it’s imperative that you learn how to do this. Even if you’re not an empath, you’d be wise to do the same. If you don’t guard your heart and mind, you open yourself up to stress, toxic influences, unnecessary distractions, emotional overload and heartache.
The question is how? How do you guard your heart and mind? Do you now have to become a gate keeper? Absolutely! There are many things in this world that we don’t have control of, however we do have control of ourselves. Specifically, the things we watch and listen to and the people we spend time with. These are the greatest contributors to what’s being poured into our hearts and minds every day. Therefore we must learn to be selective in what and whom we give access to.

We must learn to have boundaries and it starts with saying no. Start saying no to programs on TV that consciously or unconsciously add to your stress or fears, such as the news. It is ok to be informed, but watching the news five times a day will slowly but surely have a negative impact on you. Instead, be selective in what you watch, replacing the news with programs or YouTube Videos that empower, educate and strengthen your mind. Or read or listen to audio books. You would be surprised how it will alter your mindset for the better. The same applies to the matters of the heart. You must learn to say no to relationships that no longer serve you.

Sometimes its necessary to let go of friends and relationships that drain you mentally and emotionally instead of pouring into you. I know! That’s a tough one, especially when there may be a long history between you. However, how long will you sacrifice your mental health to give misery the company that it so desperately wants? How long will you allow your heart to be broken, so that someone else’s heart can feel whole? Maybe it’s time to surround yourself with people that you can learn from or you at least enjoy, while in their company. Do not be a garbage bag for others to dump their garbage into. And do not serve your heart on a platter to those who don’t know how to properly take care for it. People will do what we allow them to do, every time.
Of course, that’s just my opinion. I myself am just learning how to do this. Honestly, at first it felt scary and a little cruel to end long term friendships. I felt a little lonely at first, after reducing my friend circle. But then, the peace of mind that followed was everything! Suddenly, I had more time to care for me. More time, to pay attention to what I needed and the energy to give it to myself. My mind feels more at peace and my heart feels more full. I no longer feel like I am betraying myself by allowing toxic influences and people unlimited access to my mind my heart. I learned that self preservation is self love and for me, there is no turning back. Life is way too short.
Until next time,
Love,
Drea