In 2021, I was 27 and stuck. I was living alone in a too-expensive duplex, surrounded by empty rooms that used to hold my brothers and a close friend. Everyone had moved on — but I hadn’t. I spent my days working at UPS and my nights buried in distractions: video games, weed, and anything else that kept me from facing myself.

I was physically out of shape, emotionally distant, financially frustrated — and drifting.

That version of me eventually broke down. And that breakdown became my turning point.

I started small. I began working out. I took on more hours. I slowly let go of the things I was using to numb myself. Not because I didn’t want them — but because I finally wanted something more. I didn’t have a clear plan yet. I just knew I needed to become someone I could be proud of.

Then, I met Liz — a quiet, kind woman who worked as a COVID cleaner at UPS. She spoke Spanish. I didn’t. But through broken language and Google Translate, we connected. We became friends. Then more than friends.

She had two young daughters. And then, she got pregnant.

At the same time, my landlord passed away. The house I was renting went into probate, and I suddenly found myself living with a pregnant girlfriend and two kids — in a home that was about to be auctioned.

I had two choices: panic or prepare. I chose to prepare.

I stopped paying rent and started saving. I couldn’t afford a traditional home, so I got creative. I found a multi-family property that needed work, and used my 401k and savings for the down payment. I had no experience with repairs, but I taught myself. I spent my paternity leave patching walls, painting rooms, fixing what I could — doing whatever it took to make that house a home.

That was my first step into real estate. Not a glamorous flip. Not a six-figure wholesale. It was a survival decision — made for love.

That experience changed everything.

It gave me purpose. It showed me I could grow. That I could lead. That I could become the man my family needed — and the man I always hoped I could be.

Later, I joined the Army. Partly to provide a better future for my son, but also because I wanted to live up to my potential. I scored in the 97th percentile on the ASVAB. I had always been capable. I just hadn’t applied it — until now.

Today, real estate is the vehicle I use to grow, serve, and solve problems. But my real purpose is people.

I don’t chase deals — I build relationships.
I don’t care just about cash flow — I care about character.
And when you work with me, I want you to feel that.

I’m not just an investor. I’m a partner. A listener. A problem-solver.
I know what it’s like to build something from nothing — and to do it for the people you love.

This is why I do what I do.
This is who I am.