Riley’s Way Is My Way
[dropcap]T[/dropcap]his weekend, the Ryan Nece girls and myself were given the life-changing opportunity to attend the first-ever Riley’s Way Leadership Retreat. I can’t exactly say
[dropcap]T[/dropcap]his weekend, the Ryan Nece girls and myself were given the life-changing opportunity to attend the first-ever Riley’s Way Leadership Retreat. I can’t exactly say
[dropcap]T[/dropcap]his weekend I had the honor to fly from Tampa to New York for the first-ever Riley’s way girls retreat. Young women from all over
On the flight to Newark, I was thinking about past retreats I have attended. I couldn’t help but cringe at the thought of the cheesy
On the way to the worksite, I began to understand the devastation that Panama City had dealt with. The fallen trees and damaged houses motivated
Today at Claude’s residence, we continued to work on the drywall in the kitchen and master bedroom/bathroom. Though the work has been mostly the same
On our third day of working with SBP and Hope Panhandle in Panama City, we continued our work on our house. We were working to
The sense of completion was phenomenal. The amalgamation of tribulations and trying events that had prefaced the finale of today had wholly contributed to the
Today marked our third and final day in Panama City, Florida. We served Hurricane Michael victims by installing drywall and mudding in their new home.
For me, the workday did not start at the house but the 40-minute drive to get there. As our group drove we were reminded why
[dropcap]W[/dropcap]hen I entered the town of Panama City, I was saddened and shocked. I didn’t truly have any expectations for the devastation that would greet