If you had told me a year ago I’d be writing this, I probably would’ve laughed. Or rolled my eyes. But here I am, showing up with a heart full of stories, a head full of thoughts, and a deep need to finally put it all somewhere that feels honest. This blog didn’t come from ambition or boredom — it came from survival. Earlier this year, my family walked through something I wouldn’t wish on anyone. A sudden medical crisis with my infant son turned into weeks of hospital visits, false accusations, endless appointments, and the kind of stress that shakes your entire foundation. I’ve never cried so much, leaned…