08/16/2026
When I wanted to build and run Kay’s Place, I asked my mama to retire so she could help me with the kids and give me the freedom to do it.
And she did.
Of course, she would always remind me, “You got four kids!” 😂 That was Mama. She supported my dream, but she never let me forget that being their mother came first.
She helped me so I could pour into something I loved.
Then life changed.
When it became time for me to care for her, there wasn’t even a decision to make. I put my beloved Kay’s Place to the side. The place I had worked for, prayed for, loved, and built meant so much to me—but suddenly, it didn’t matter anymore.
My mama mattered.
She had stepped in for me when I needed her so I could raise my babies and chase my dream. So when she needed me, it was my turn to step in for her.
Before there was a diagnosis, before there was a case, before there was hospice, there was a girl and her mama.
And before Kay’s Place was ever a place, there was Mama helping Kay.
So when the time came, Kay’s Place could wait.
My mama couldn’t
