Like most little girls, I was fearless and never doubted my dreams would come true. I was bold and unapologetic and always had something to say. As I rode with my grandfather in his truck, he said, “Baby, you can be whatever you want to be.” Those words carried me into adulthood. My grandfather died a day before my twelfth birthday.

But somewhere in every little girl's life, we begin to doubt ourselves and our dreams. After all, that was only make-believe, and it’s time to grow up! For today’s young girls, the pressure to look and act older is more significant than ever.

But it wasn’t the media that forced me to grow up fast. I became a young mother at the age of eighteen. After having four kids, my life spiraled, and it seemed as if my dreams were put on the shelf, and life as I knew it was over. Years later, the unthinkable happened; I woke up from those feelings of thinking it was too late. I had no idea God would lead me down a path to help other women pursue their dreams, but first, I had to pursue them. I had to walk through the storm in order to show others how to get out.