ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Born to Shirley Jean Johnson and Bennie Eddie Jackson, Tiffany Zabrina Jackson grew up in Hickory, Mississippi and the southern cities of California. She is a younger sister of two brothers, Bennie Jackson and John Johnson. She has three amazing children: Brittany Jackson (Marlowe), India Alexis, and Emmanuel Mbachu. They continue to be her inspiration and support system.
In Jackson’s lifetime, she has earned her associate’s degree in Child and Family Education and is currently working on her bachelor’s degree in Human Services. She has been working in the medical field, where she takes care of patients with several elements. In the interim, she has become an author with the goal of continuing to see where this new journey will take her.
Jackson’s hobbies consist of going to the beach, reading, traveling, listening to music, sitting on the couch watching old movies, being involved in and serving the community, and spending quality time with family. She is truly a woman with a big heart and a kind spirit.
In Jackson’s lifetime, she has earned her associate’s degree in Child and Family Education and is currently working on her bachelor’s degree in Human Services. She has been working in the medical field, where she takes care of patients with several elements. In the interim, she has become an author with the goal of continuing to see where this new journey will take her.
Jackson’s hobbies consist of going to the beach, reading, traveling, listening to music, sitting on the couch watching old movies, being involved in and serving the community, and spending quality time with family. She is truly a woman with a big heart and a kind spirit.
Making My Spirit Smile
Seeing the Blessing in the Storm
(The Excerpts)
Years ago I was urged in my spirit to write a book about my life. As the trials and tribulations seemed to overshadow me, this journey of writing my first book seemed to be just a dream. As the years passed, people I encountered spoke and prophesied about my book. However, shame and rejection seemed to play a vital role in the delay of my writing.
The strength to smile despite my past traumas, disappointments, and regrets came from a powerful source of inspiration. While smiling on the outside to give the false appearance of happiness, an image men and women have portrayed throughout history, my soul cried out, I’m dying. So I asked myself, How can a dark-skinned, big-eyed, skinny little insecure country girl experience a smile within her soul.
Love—nothing is more significant. I told myself that my daughter was going to know her mother loves her. She smelled like the air after a spring dew. I felt love without conditions, love that seals till death, love that can’t be described. I knew it was my duty to provide, protect, and show her the love that wasn’t given to me. I was determined that my daughter would hear “I love you” every day. I said it all the time, to the point that my daughter responds, “I know, Mom—and everyone knows!”
A MESSAGE FROM THE AUTHOR
COMING SOON!
