Our world is full of stigmas. Stigmas about how you should think, what you should believe, how you want to be perceived. And for me, they followed me my whole life.I was born in Thomasville, a small town in South Georgia, and I was surrounded by support, even if I didn't always understood what it meant. My mom put me in my first pageant when I was two and a half. My brother had just been born, and she wanted me to have something that I could put my all into, something I can connect with, and I loved it.By t ...

I used to believe that being ready meant having it all together. So having the right degree, the perfect job, the confidence to speak like your whole life is mapped out in front of you. But one moment stands out particularly for me when that broke that illusion.And that is when I was standing backstage when Miss Canterbury announced their top five and I was waiting with my heels pinched and my hands were trembling around the mic and a part of me was whispering, "Wow, is this where I'm supposed to be?" It wa ...

Can anybody in here guess how many of us are standing in this red dot as of this moment. Can you give me a number. Am I one only. Yes, one.Okay. But we are actually five in here. Because I am carrying with me my four brothers and sisters, my guardian angels, because I'm what you would call a miracle baby.My mother had suffered from an extreme medical condition which hindered her from conceiving a child. And it was a very depressing moment for both my mommy and my daddy that four babies were formed and four ...