Letting people into my world has never come easily to me. I’ve always been someone who quietly pours into others, shows up where I’m needed, and keeps most of my tender places tucked between me and God. But this little creative corner of mine… it feels like something He has gently nudged me toward — a space to share, even when it feels vulnerable, and a place to offer pieces of my heart in a way I’ve never done before.
As I begin posting my stories and sharing my work, I sometimes worry how it might be seen. I never want anyone to think I’m being pushy or trying to make it about earning money — because truly, it isn’t.
This isn’t about money at all.
I am already so grateful for every thing God has allowed me to have.
I do not wish for more.
I am content with what He has blessed me with.
This writing isn’t about gaining anything — it’s simply an outlet He has placed in my hands, a way to honour the children I’ve met, the lessons He’s taught me, and the moments that shaped my heart over the last thirty years.
Writing gives me space to breathe.
To reflect.
To listen.
To honour His goodness.
And now, slowly, I’m learning to share that with you.
I am excited — nervous, yes — but excited to open this part of my life. Excited to share stories that He has tucked into my spirit. Excited to offer something that, I pray, brings peace, comfort, or a moment of gentle joy to whoever may need it.
To everyone who takes the time to read, encourage, or simply walk alongside me — thank you. Your kindness means more than you know, and I am deeply grateful.
Above all, my prayer is that whatever I create reflects His love — soft, steady, and sincere.
With love and gratitude,
Tales of The Ville 
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