First, I’m a proud dad—specifically a "girl dad." When I’m not busy teaching middle schoolers, volunteering, or enjoying some me-time, you can find me navigating through a sea of toys, assisting my daughter with her schoolwork, blowing bubbles, playing with Barbie dolls, coloring, or indulging in ice cream with my 5-year-old daughter. My little one, Chyanne, is full of energy and loves being the center of attention, yet she’s also quite independent. Being a father is a full-time job, but it’s hands down my favorite role!

In addition to being a real father, I am also a "father" at work. Since 2018, I have had the honor of teaching children ranging from the elementary, middle, & high school levels. I appreciate being a teacher because I enjoy thinking outside the box, problem-solving, and the pride I feel knowing I am the reason why a child feels safe and valuable. Not to mention, I love wearing my suits!

In 2023, I finished writing my first book, This Is Private Property. I wrote this book after spending a year living what I always refer to as “the best year of my life.” Why? That year, I decided to end a toxic relationship and begin living life on my terms. This later resulted in me setting boundaries for myself and the things in my life. Since then, my life has never been the same!

In addition to writing books, I am also a blogger. I enjoy writing content on dating advice, being single, and masculinity.

In addition to writing, I count it a privilege whenever I can speak at churches, schools, businesses, and universities. As someone who grew up very poor, was raised by a single parent, dealt with estrangement, lived in a broken home, was homeless for nearly 7 months, and endured many other setbacks in my life, I am always excited whenever I can encourage others to keep moving forward. Sometimes, a little hope is enough to help a person carry on for another day.

My passion for community service began when I was about 13 years old. My mother, earning her bachelor’s degree in social work, was required to do community service as a part of her major. Thinking it would benefit us too, she “invited” my sister & me to go with her anytime she had to go. At first, I didn’t enjoy waking up so early on a Saturday morning. However, those feelings wore off once we arrived. Naturally, I found myself wandering off leaving my sister and mother behind, conversing with the adults, and offering to assist with things I wasn’t even expected to do. By the end of the day, I was exhausted. But, what started out as an “invitation” soon became something I looked forward to.

Over the next 5 years, we participated in more community service events such as the Special Olympics, Walk Against Domestic Violence, Run Against Breast Cancer, and many more. The reward was always knowing I was making a difference. It didn’t matter how big or how small.