Ok let me say something real quick, first of all RESPECT THE BUSINESS. I don’t care if it’s graphic design, clothing company, car wash, hair stylist , barbers etc. RESPECT the BUSINESS. STOP reaching out to people wanting discounts on everything. STOP questions their prices, STOP trying to get smart and run off at the mouth while trying to conduct business because YOU need them obviously. You know what I don’t understand y’all so QUICK to say support black businesses but be on that bullshit. First off a lot of y’all Don’t wanna pay deposits. That deposit securing that your order or service will be done period and some cases it goes to materials for turn product to be produced.  Y’all will brag about how much money you spent on shoes , bags, bars, etc and won’t question shit at all. But soon as a friend or relative tell you a price y’all think y’all are automatically awarded a discount or free service. FUCK no. It don’t work like that, your ass ain’t ask Nike for a discount, unless you went to a outlet or marshalls then you got one lol.  Don’t make nobody work and you have no plans on finishing payments, of course the deposit on refundable lol don’t ask me for shit back I can’t get my work back sooooo yeah. Then y’all get mad if we get upset or have a attitude don’t waste my time at all because I don’t mind not working with you again!! 

AAAAND ANOTHER THING if a designer or photographer send u proofs don’t think it’s cool to try and post them like you finalized payments, and don’t ask them to remove the watermark so you can see it better lol.

Y’all will ignore invoices, emails , text etc but if somebody call y’all out, they the bad ones. I 100% sure the ones that want discounted services will not give discounts themselves. Then had somebody tell me she didn’t support black businesses because of me all I did was give her everything She asked for lol crazy right? Be specific if you say you want this , then you’re getting THIS.
AAAAAND you knew you had bills and kids before you go looking for services no excuses. AND one last thing ( I think) if you set up a payment arrangement and I contact you on that day don’t get mad at me because you said Monday so I assume Monday right? Yeah 
That’s all you have to say about that- Forrest Gump 



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Mother, daughter, professional, and friend, are just some of the words that describe me. And while I am all of the above , I am also hearing impaired. At first glance you would never know that I struggle with this disability, because I do not let it define me.  I was always raised to excel regardless of setbacks, and I actually regard this part of my life as a blessing.  I know that may sound silly, but my hearing loss has helped me in many ways, and its helped me to ultimately step into my true calling. I loss my hearing in 2006, and it was truly a struggle. I had to adapt to a foreign way of life.  Unlike those born deaf, I had to learn almost everything over again.  As a mother, I was forced to be more in tune with my children, and because I am unable to hear them, I have to truly be present and in the moment at all times. As a friend, I had to rely heavily on my circle of friends.  They help me in ways that most friends would not. My disability has proven to be a catalyst to one of my most proudest accomplishments, and that’s the founding of a non profit group I run, called Women of Change.



This group serves to empower women of all ages, ethnicities, socioeconomic statuses, and education levels. We strive to do good in the community and increase the quality of life for women locally. I started this group  online due to the fact that I was not able to hear. Social media has been my main source of communication for years now. This group has helped women develop bonds, increase their self-esteem, and overall increase the quality of their life. Even though I created this group to help other women, it has truly been a Saving Grace for me. As a black woman living in this world, I have experienced many challenges, and being hearing impaired has only added to this obstacle. It is my hope to inspire other women to realize that regardless of their situation, they can still experience all that life has to offer. Thank you for allowing me to introduce myself



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IMG_2495.PNGMy foundation in life is established on my trust and belief in Jesus Christ. So it is not a surprise when I say that I am a believer in Job 11:18, “Thus shalt be secure, because there is hope” Growing up a PK, Pastor’s Kid was not easy because people always stereotype you and expect more from you instead of just allowing you to be yourself.  My brother and I were very close so that made life so much better. So we were able to have that special bond that siblings should have, our love has always been deep. But I never had that serious “Father Connection” even though I had two Dads in my life.

Planning a Child was something Robert and I talked about, and now we were going to become parents.  My Mom did not believe it was true. I remember calling her on the phone to tell her but she did not take me seriously. I was that person in the family nobody thought would ever have a baby.  At the time I was, 22 years old. When I called my Dad in Texas to tell him, he actually said how did that happened? Can you image him asking me that? On May 29, 2008, my Mom called and told us the most devastation news.  Just when we were finally developing a close relationship, my Dad died of complication due a kidney transplant. He was only 47 years old.

My Mom told me that without Hope life loses its meaning, so keep in mind my foundation, Hebrews 11 says, “Faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.” That word “hope” always seems to pop up no matter what I am trying to say. Before the baby was born My Mom and I walked every day. Mama said she wanted to ensure I was health and strong and that the baby was health also. She did not believe in eating just because you were pregnant, and she went to every Doctor visit. Everything was great, no complication, just morning sickness and not much weight gain.

Rhyan our daughter was born on December 28, 2008. My Mom was the first person to actually see her. Her first words were, “she looks like a little china doll.” I was a mother at 23 years old. The exact same age my mom was when she had me. We decided to name her ‘Rhyan (pronounced “Ryan”) Alexandria (named after my grandmother) Caraballo. She weight 6 lb. 14oz. She was healthy and so strong. Screaming so loud everyone could hear her down the hall. Once Mom started praying she stopped crying and common down to listen to the prayer. The minute she finished Rhyan screamed so loudly everyone in the room laughed. She made a statement, look at me world. “I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; you works are wonderful, I know that full well.” Psalm 139:14


Rhyan was almost 9 months when we realize there was something wrong with her. She was always a baby that loved to eat. But for some reason she did not want to eat that day or the day after. So we decided to take her to the emergency room. To everyone’s surprised they kept her and admitted her into the hospital. What we thought we be a few days turned into 2 ½ months. She actually stayed the entire summer of 2009 in the NU and moved to The Children Floor for Respiratory Therapy. No one in the Family could believe this was happening to us. Without our permission she was given a “Trach”.  We had to be trained on caring for her and also faced with the fact that our entire lives had changed overnight. However, when Paul wrote Romans15:13 he noted, “I pray that God, the source of hope, will fill you completely with joy and peace because you trust in him.” I had to place my trust in God, and allow Him to be my guide in everything that I do. I needed to let Him tell be to go right, not left and to remember to pray before I make my choices in life. That’s our mistakes today, we think that we are our own judges and it is up to us to know which path to take. So each morning when we wake up, we forget to thank God for a new day. We don’t ask Him which way to turn, which path to take or even what color to wear. And before we even look up it happens, unless you have a praying mother. That day I had not only God, I also had My Guardian Angel in the car with me.

I had just asked My Mom to watch Rhyan; I went to go pick Robert up from work. I was going down the highway traveling 55 miles per hour. The right driver’s tire blow out and hit the back out the car in front of me and send my car into a spin. Because of the spin it caused the back driver’s tire to blow out and hit the cement wall. The only thing I knew to do was hit the brakes as hard as I could which cause me to break both ankles and my right knee. It was the worst pain I had ever felt in my life. All I saw was black smoke. I thought the car was on fire. I heard the door open and scream for the person to call My Mom. I did not know where my phone had gone too but I was able to tell the man My Mom’s phone number. The man dialed her number and I was able to tell her where I was and what had happened. I remembered the doctors telling me to be prepared because the had to set my ankles back in place without giving me any pain meds. I knew everyone heard me in the universal. That was the worst pain I had ever felt in my life and I prayed not to ever go through that again. I bragged over and over again to see my parents. I was told it would be awhile due to the nature of my injuries. When they finally placed me in my room I realize I had a long road ahead of me. But I did not know exactly just what I was facing. Not until the Doctor walked in the room and told My Mom he wanted to remove my right leg.


Titus 1:2, our faith and knowledge is based on the of the eternal life that God, who does not lie,” So everything in my life has been built on the belief of a God that has given me these legs to walk. When I was 12 years old I lost my hearing and my sight. My God gave me back both my sight and my hearing, so I believed that He was not going to take my legs from me. However, the doctor that we were dealing with did not care what we had to say about our Faith are what we had to say about my legs. He had decided he wanted to take off my legs and that was what he thought he was going to do. The best part about the situation was he did not know My Mom and My God.  We had named one doctor ‘The Bug Man’ because his job was taking care of the bacteria that had set inside of my ankles after the accident had happened. The doctor said after 8 operations if the bacteria were not gone due to the infection that had set inside and had eaten away at the bone; I would not be able to walk on my leg again. When the doctor showed us the x-ray, there was no bone left in the area where the contagion had set inside. He had explained that they could take skin from the thigh to place inside, but it would not be able to help me maintain support to walk on my ankles.

I went into surgery for the ninth time. As the Church prayed, My Mom sat in the waiting room and prayed alone. The doctor had told her if he found that the leg was taint he would have to stop the operation and speak with her about taking it off. About twenty-five minutes into a six hour operation, My Mom was called into the back waiting room. She waited for over thirty minutes before the doctor came to speak with her. She remembered looking at the clock on the wall counting every second praying to God, asking what could be the problem. She remembers telling me in her Heart she knew it was a blessing because she felt she common and at peace. When the doctor entered the room he looked very confused and truly did not want to make eye contact. The day before the doctor was out of line with us and had become very unprofessional. He stayed, he was the captain of the ship and that he was in control of my life. He became very boisterous and loud which made My Mom, I, our company and the nurses very uncomfortable and we all felt he had truly stepped out of line. He had walked a thin line with us and we needed him to understand it was my body and my decision to decide what I was going to do with my own body. I explain clearly to him, My God had given me eyes to see and ears to hear and He was going to give me my legs to walk. And I too was going to pick up my bed and walk. As the doctor came into the room he sat down in front of My Mom to explain what had happened during the operation. As his lips began to move, My Mom said she studied each and every moment with great detail. The doctor explained that as he open my leg to place the remaining fat inside from my thigh he notice that the bone that was eaten by the bacteria was there. My Mom looked directly at him and said, “Excuse Me.” He said, “The bone that was eaten, was there.” My Mom, said, “The bone that was not on the x-ray was now there?” The doctor said, “He placed both x-rays next to one another over and over again. He compared three different x-rays that did not have a bone to the x-ray that now have a bone, and he cannot medically explain how the bone is now there.” He state she was in recover and we would be able to see her in a while. Due to the anger of the doctor and because he was not able to explain how the bone appeared, I was placed on the side of the hospital that had very small rooms. One week later I was release from the hospital and finally able to see Rhyan, however I was not able to go upstairs.

I had lost twenty pounds and my parents lived in a two storage home. I had to have assistant to dress and even eat. My life was out of control. There were times when I felt God had left me and I did not feel Him. I felt like He was not there. God is everywhere. But we all go through that time when we just cannot feel Him. David called out to Him and felt like He was not there, but He continued to chase after His Heart. David never gave up. “The Lord is my Light and my salvation; whom shall I fear?” Psalm 27 My Mom told me there was one person that would never fail me. She said man will fail you even her, But God. “Trust in the Lord, and do good;” Psalm 37 I never in my life thought I would ever need His strength until, July 20, 2014. That is a day I do not want to remember so I will only share a small part. My Dad called me at work so I knew something was wrong. Before I got home good Robert called and told me that God had gotten Our Baby Her Wings. She was 5 ½ years old. Psalm 37:4 “Delight thyself also in the Lord; and he shall give thee the desires of thine heart.” We take everything for granite, and not think about tomorrow. It is better to be content with God, but we compliant about everything that makes no sense. So when something that is so small turns out to mean totally nothing it is too late. My Rhyan is now sleeping in Heaven’s Arms



I have a strong foundation that is loyal to my faith in Christ Jesus. I told My Mom I was grateful for the fact that she taught us to know where our Faith cometh from. I pray daily, place my trust in God and I know I will see My Dad and Rhyan again one day. I do have pain in my legs and I need to have another operation. I have had so many miracles happen in my life that would take more than this article. I thank God each day for using me and my family. I cannot tell you how He has blessed me and it is a day to day struggle. I will never arrive, but through Christ that strengthen me, I am more than a conqueror.






image1Its was a early morning back in September 2016 I was having pain in my mid Abdomen area I noticed something wasn’t right. I Immediately went to the ER where doctors did a CT scan of the area. Doctor came in the room with the bad news by saying Mikus you have Cancer. Mom, step pops and I began to cry because the scare of having cancer was gut wrenching. I was so scared I began to think I was just given a death sentence. I looked at my Mom and said to her I’m not letting up we gone beat this and that i was gone be alright. She said ” son I’m sorry,” I said “no ma no need to be sorry you’ve done nothing wrong”. Few days later I received my chemotherapy schedule from the wonderful team over at the LCI center here in Charlotte NC. My schedule was unique iI had to undergo what doctors called 6 rounds 24 hour bags every 21 days of chemotherapy. I completed all treatments the nurses & doctors called me Superman lol. Chemotherapy is a very powerful drug it kills the good and bad cells in your body. Through it all I kept my spirits high and continued to push through like a champ. So as of Jan 10-2017 #Teammikus beat Lymphoma cancer



FullSizeRender (7)Chelsea Nicole 27 years of age, and born healthy. I grew up as a tomboy, enjoying dancing, cheering, and running track. In the year of 2005, age 15, my grandmother noticed something neither of my parents nor myself even realized. My posture was not like many others. My mom scheduled an appointment with my primary doctor just to receive a diagnosis of Scoliosis. We were referred to a orthopedic doctor just to find out that my spine so severe that if I did not have surgery, I’ll have a hunchback by the time I turned 18. So we went with the surgery and til this day I’m walking around with a metal rod in my back, that alone slowed me down with my passion of dancing, but I did not give up. Fast forward to the year of 2013, at the age of 23 there was a problem with numbness and tingling with the left side of my body. I’ve noticed this at a younger age but ignored it because I was young and didn’t think anything of it until this problem was so severe affected my daily routine.



I was forced to go to the ER because of dizziness came about with the numbness and tingling sensation. While at the ER the doctor came in to examine me just to tell me I was having a mini stroke, but I knew I wasn’t because I wasn’t stressing nor did I have stroke like symptoms. I requested a new doctor and demanded to perform test to make sure, and that’s when I was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis. After staying in the hospital overnight and referred to a neurologist, having many test ran. I was told that it was in fact MS with lesions on my brain and spine. With things getting worse from walking, and driving, anxiety, and depression came about bringing me down in life, suicide came into mind with nobody knowing the thoughts that were going through my head. Moving forward to 2017 at the age of 27 everything is going better than before, just to find out I have a cyst on each ovary that’s still growing and also being diagnosed with Endometriosis. I realized I’ve had infertility problems once when I was pregnant at 18, and after years and years of trying to start a family. Depression has definitely come back stronger than before, but you know what?, I serve an AWESOME GOD who as the final say so on my life. I will be having surgery and also going with infertility treatments, keeping God first at all times. None of these situations will stop me from being the best that I can be. Whether I have a metal rod in my back, complications walking and driving, and possibly not having kids of my own, but as long as I walk by FAITH and not by sight, I WILL STAY STRONG and encourage myself to keep moving forward, praying for the best.


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IMG_3386She’na Monae Sanders

29 Years of age

I was 13 when I was diagnosed with Osteosarcoma in my left knee. When I found out i was running track and was unable to bend my leg. My mom and coach thought that maybe it was just some torn ligaments, after finally going to the emergency room, and getting multiple test done, the doctors suggested that it was the same thing. Until the next day we received a call saying they seen a tumor and needed to do a biopsy as soon as possible. The test results came back and we learned that the tumor in my knee was indeed cancerous. I was only 13 years old. Having to finish my school year in a wheel chair.

Doctors were unsure if they would be able to save my leg or if i would even be able to give birth to children later on in life. The chemotherapy helped with shrinking the size of the tumor, After that I had to go through with a knee replacement, where they took my knee and 3/4 of my thigh out and replacing it with metal. After 15 years the metal rod wore off and has been giving me problems, to where I would have to under go a second knee replacement.

Regardless of what the doctors say I was able to give birth to 2 of the most beautiful boys in the world, Cincere 7 and Cai 5.


No matter the setback of what people say about me, I was given a second chance and I love my life and live it to the fullest, and my story doesn’t end here.

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September 26, 2012 on what I thought was going to be one of the best days of my life, turned into a complete nightmare that I wanted to wake up from. I remember feeling great this day until night fell. I was 37 weeks pregnant and full term when i started having heavy contractions in bed. I turned and looked at Darrylress and said, ” its time, she’s coming”. We got up and picked up our packed bags and went to the hospital. The whole ride I moaned with tears in my eyes because the contractions were just that bad, and he held my hand in silence the whole ride. When we arrived, he kissed me and said ” I’m right here, don’t be scared”. We checked in and got our room, and as the time went by the contractions got worse, they kept checking to see if i was dilated, but I wasn’t.

The doctors ended up giving me Demerol for the crucial pain. I remember it getting so bad that i burst out in tears saying ” this can’t be how labor suppose to feel”, especially after getting medicine at approximately 3 pm. I got out of the hospital bed to use the bathroom still in pain, once I climbed back in bed and hooked back up to the monitors, her ( the baby) heart rate dropped tremendously. I could remember the nurses, and doctors rushing into the room tugging and pulling me, they told me i would need an emergency C-Section as soon as possible, and they were going to prep me for that right away. They quickly geared me and gave me and epidural for pain, but for some reason i could still feel the clamps that they pinched me with before cutting me open, so I yelled ” WAIT I STILL FEEL THAT!!”. The doctor then gave me more medicine in my epidural to where I couldn’t feel anything else the second time he tried. We were in the operating room for over an hour.

When Kamryn Michelle Alexander finally arrived, i looked at Reese, as he held her in his arms. All I could think about was how beautiful she was and how he stared at her while holding her. I was so drugged up from the medicine they gave me that I didn’t notice that something was wrong until I saw a tear come out of his eye while holding her. Just one single tear and I looked up to the left of me and saw my mother fall out in tears on the floor in the operating room. Ress looked at me and I could tell there was pain in his eyes. He never looked at me that way before. I could not understand what was going on at the time because I still was heavily medicated. I thought he was just holding what looked like our sleeping baby until the doctors and Ress broke the news to me. I should have known from the look he had on his face when he turned to me. The feeling i had laying in the recovery room was ineffable. THE KNOTS I had in my chest felt like I was literally having a heart attack. I waited 9 months to meet a little girl that I wouldn’t even be able to take home.

Those 4 days Ress stayed by my side every single day. When we finally got home, he made sure to step inside before me so he could close the door to the nursery room, mainly so that i wouldn’t see any of Karmyn’s  things we had put together a few days before. The next few weeks had to be the hardest weeks of my life. There were times when i would wake up in pain at 3 or 4 AM and look at him, he would already be up waiting to pass me my meds. He helped me in and out of the shower for the next few weeks to come. There were things i couldn’t do for myself that he was right there to do for me. We held a ceremony for Karmyn, a few days after being released from the hospital and when I tell you GOOD men STILL do exist. This man not only made the arrangements, but got up, picked put my outfit and shoes for the ceremony and got Karmyn something to wear as well. When all I could do was lay on the bed and cry. I never felt so weak and depressed in my life. I am telling my story i hopes to help someone going through something similar. I want to let people know that there is still life after losing a child. Although  it may seem like you can’t go on, you have go so that you can make your children proud. we were lucky enough to be blessed with another daughter Kailyn Alexander on October 9th 2013.

Happy and Healthy!! Angel babies really do exist, she’s a reflection, of Karmyn. As for me and Reese we got married May 20th 2017.


We have fought the odds so many times, but going through this tested our relationship in many ways. GOD made sure that we could get through the hardest thing we’ve ever been through and since we have, there’s NOTHING that can come between us, together we’re UNSTOPPABLE!!