Weird. That mostly sums up my social life struggles growing up as a girl. Weird. My family is “weird”, my laugh is “weird”, my sense of humor is “weird” and my personality is...
Claiming Your Power
Mantras About Me
I am me. With all my quirks, inadequacies, faults, and mistakes. You don’t know the half of them. But I was timid, and intimidated. For a number of years. But I’m breaking free, and by...
Power of the Scar
I am amazing because I’m a survivor! My story begins at a time when I was a young girl. I was raised by a single mother, and had a drug and alcohol addicted father that was in and out of...
The Power of Your Voice
The narrative of a woman’s value being in her vagina, ability to do homely chores and care to the family is one that has lingered for a long time. As a girl-child, I believed this and...
Who am I? – Overcoming Low Self Esteem and Self...
My story is a long one, but I hope you can read to the end and be inspired as you read. 🙂 Nine out of ten people that I tell I am from Manafwa District (located in the remote parts of...
Empowering Girls and Women to Achieve their Potential
It was a startling discovery five years ago that prompted me as a then 21-year-old girl in Uganda to found Go Girl Africa. My inspiration came from a chance encounter with a young cousin...
Running for Post Traumatic Growth
My name is Bunny, like a rabbit, but I am more commonly known as “Ally’s Mom.” Being Ally’s Mom is both an honor and a challenge, as she is exceptionally bright…and equally...
I Am Free
I struggled for years in my marriage. There was no physical abuse. There were no fights, no yelling or screaming. There was apathy, and my attempts to discuss the state of our marriage...
Turbo
In my third season as a coach with Girls on the Run (GOTR), I met McKenna. She marched to the beat of her own drum, unleashing her unique, creative and occasionally – but...
Bloodroot
I remember a moment when I was 19 having an experience in the wild, in nature, in which I celebrated myself and stepped across a threshold in which I could love myself for who I was...