07/21/2026
This past Sunday, my morning started off a little rough, but the devil is a lie. I had invited my CNA students to church, and during service an usher walked over to my pew with three young ladies. When I looked up, it was some of my former and current CNA students.
I immediately started crying when they told me they had asked for money to Uber to church just to come be with me. They had no idea how much I needed that moment. God knew. These are the moments I live for.
This work is not just about funding for CNA classes. It’s about building these young people from within, strengthening their confidence, reminding them they deserve love, support, and guidance. My mentorship goes far beyond the two weeks of CNA class.
One of my students, Tierra, joined my church with her three children. Her kids are now in a mentoring group and on the dance team. Tierra also invited another CNA student, Ashya, who has since joined the church and become actively involved as well. Seeing families grow spiritually and personally has been such a blessing.
I’m so proud of my students who have grown into CNAs, Registered Nurses, Nurse Practitioners, Physician Assistants, and even future medical students. And yes, I still tell them, “Please take care of Nurse T when I get old—don’t put me in a nursing home!” 🤣💜
No amount of money could ever pay me enough for the joy these students bring to my life. They keep me grounded and remind me why I can never be too successful to go back to the halls of Detroit Public Schools and the streets of 8 Mile, where my journey began.
I love you all so much. Thank you for letting me be part of your journey. 💜
