
I know what loss feels like.
I lost my mother to breast cancer. I lost my grandfather to a stroke. I lost my grandmother, the woman who raised me, to a brain aneurysm.
So when I speak about loss, I am not speaking from theory. I know what it feels like to grieve. I know what it feels like to have no support, no money, and no one who believes in you.
I also know what it takes to rebuild. Everything inside these three doors was forged in the seasons I had to find my own way back. I built it so that you would never have to walk that road alone the way I did.
This launch falls on my grandmother's birthday. The truest way I know to honor the people who shaped me is to place the tools in your hands that they would have wanted you to have.




