Yep. That’s the title IN THE BOOK. I stand by it. The time I went crazy—Marc is back with me in the studio (aka the primary suite, don’t judge us) for what might be the most vulnerable conversation I’ve ever put on a microphone. Chapter 16 is the one where I stop sugarcoating and just tell you — I lost it. Fully. Completely. Cuckoo banana pants lost it.

We’re talking diagnosis, medication, a sprinted ankle escaping my mama’s house in the dark, telling strangers at gas stations I didn’t think I’d survive the night, and a family of five in a minivan that I’m pretty sure God sent specifically to save both of us. I counted them. There were five.

I couldn’t lift my arms. I couldn’t close the front door. I couldn’t get off the top stair. But somehow I made it to a trampoline for my boy, and I laid there looking at the clouds praying Lord let this be funny one day.

It’s kind of funny now. Mostly it’s a miracle.

Marc doesn’t say a lot in this one — but what he says matters. And sometimes just showing up is the word.

If you’re in the dark place right now, this one’s for you. Not because I have it all figured out. But because God kept me around for a reason, and maybe that reason is so you know He’ll keep you too. 🤍

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Xoxo Blu