Welcome to My Blog

Hello and welcome — I’m so glad you’re here.

This space is where you’ll get to know the person behind the business. Alongside expert tips, guidance, and insights for providers and entrepreneurs, you’ll also find pieces of my story — the real experiences that shaped who I am and why I do this work.

Some people have told me to keep my personal life and business separate. But how can I, when both are so deeply intertwined? My personal journey is the foundation of my professional passion. Just like the health world views care holistically — honoring every part of a person’s wellbeing — I view storytelling the same way. All sides matter. All sides belong.

So let’s begin.

I was born at St. Luke’s Hospital back when it was an all‑women’s institution. I spent my early years in Harlem until around age nine, when my mom relocated us to the Bronx. Even after moving, we commuted to school in Harlem every day because that’s where our support system lived — my tía, my abuela — taking turns picking us up and feeding us with love and consistency.

I transferred to middle school in the Bronx and later attended St. Pius High School, where I graduated and was voted “Most Likely to Become a Lawyer” thanks to my love of debating. During my senior year, I joined Columbia University’s Young Entrepreneur Program (YEP), which planted the first seeds of my entrepreneurial spirit.

I started college at Pace University, then transferred to Lehman College for a more diverse environment. After a semester, I took a break — promising myself I’d return soon. But life had other plans. I moved to Miami, had my son, and lived with my boyfriend’s family in a trailer park before we eventually got our own apartment. I worked at Payless and then Publix, met wonderful people, and also experienced discrimination in a way that left a lasting mark.

Miami gave me both luxury and loneliness — the beauty of a new life and the ache of being far from family. It was also where I was introduced to work‑from‑home careers. My boyfriend’s mom was a medical transcriptionist, and while I knew that wasn’t my path, it opened my eyes to the medical administrative world. My boyfriend suggested medical billing, and that’s where the spark began.

But life shifted again. We lost our apartment when my son was about nine months old, and moving back in with his parents made me lose sight of that medical billing goal. There’s a whole story there — one you’ll eventually read in my book, The Daughter‑in‑Law. It’s not out yet, but trust me, you’ll be the first to know when it is.

Eventually, we packed up everything and moved back to New York. My son and I returned to my childhood room, and my boyfriend bounced from couch to couch. Fast forward a bit — I got a job at Morris Heights Health Center as a unit clerk. That’s where I saw the opportunity to return to medical billing. You’ve probably heard me talk about how my mom, a licensed clinical social worker, influenced this path. Her work, her struggles with billing and credentialing — all of it shaped my mission.

I researched schools, enrolled in Penn Foster, and earned my career diploma in Medical Billing and Coding. It took longer than I expected, especially while raising two young boys and working full‑time, but I did it. The nurses at the clinic supported me every step of the way — even trying to convince me to become a nurse. They saw potential, but my passion was elsewhere.

So tell me — can you relate to any part of my journey? I’d love to hear your stories too.

I’ll continue next time.

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