Hey, I'm Regina! Glad to meet you!
If “hot mess” was a word in the dictionary, there would be a picture of me right next to it.
But no more.
Some very special people poured encouragement and truth into my soul. They saw something in me that even I didn’t see and pulled some long-buried gifts to the surface.
I’ve gone from self-destructive to being one of God’s servants.
And now it’s my turn to give back. It’s time to encourage YOU to be the best woman you can be, whether that’s working from home, losing that pesky weight, finally forgiving that person who hurt you so deeply. It’s time for you to take some time for yourself, to dig deep and discover your gifts, work through those hurts, acknowledge your faults and put them behind you so you can share your uniqueness with the world.
It’s time to start a new chapter.
And I’m here for you.
Want to know more about me?
First and foremost, I love God. Without Him, I'd be nothing. He has poured his love and time into me to make me who I am.
Talk about adversity - my story is one of abuse, homelessness, violence, forgiveness and redemption.
I work full-time at a ministry as a volunteer coordinator, a job that doesn't feel like a job.
In my downtime, you can catch me watching British shows like EastEnders and Downton Abbey and reruns of Keeping up Appearances. I love British TV. And when an Eastenders actor followed me back on Twitter, I about lost my mind!
I hate dry hands and feet and absolutely love soy-based candles. When I'm working on a big project, I always light a candle to help me concentrate.
I've got a pile of books on my side table that are begging for me to pick them up and finish them. I enjoy blogging books, biographies and autobiographies, and anything about the British royal family (are you sensing a theme here?).
I root for the Cleveland Cavaliers, Atlanta Falcons and the Cleveland Browns (yes, I've probably heard all the jokes about the Browns but one can hope for a winning season!).
A nice consignment shop will get my attention every time and I probably eat one-too-many bowls of Edy's vanilla ice cream.
I'm a proud mom to eight kids (three still at home) and Gigi to seven.
My youngest son is autistic. When the doctor told me he would never speak, I cried like a baby. Now, this little kid not only speaks but has taught himself to read. Take that, doctor!