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About Me

Marquita H. Green




Wife
(of Oliver Green III)

Mother
(of one son and three daughters)

Daughter
(of Matthew Stephens Jr and Shawnette Fleming)

Attorney

Speaker

Coach

Passionate about helping others.  Enjoys working with adolescent and adult females in various capacities.  Her ultimate goal is to see people reach their potential and make their dreams come true.

Family structure is self-proclaimed as "The Greenhouse Effect." Marquita and her husband make all efforts to provide a safe and nurturing home and familial environment for their children. Their goal is that when their children transition out into the world on their own, that they will be well equipped to sustain themselves but to also be substantive and productive members of the overall society.

Co-owner of ReGroup4Change LLC, whose mission is to empower men, women, and youth to walk into their destiny with a strengthened mind, body, and spirit. One on one coaching is available. Group challenges are offered. Several other resources can be provided. 

In her “spare” time, Marquita enjoys running, dancing, reading and spending time with her family.  Marquita also has a special love for writing.    

Above all of her many accomplishments, accolades and interests, Marquita is most proud of being a true servant of The Lord.  She is always seeking opportunities to be a blessing to others through speaking engagements and/or through deeds because she acknowledges that “if it had not been for the Lord on her side,” none of it would be possible.

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A Small Tear

I could barely see. 
My eyes felt itchy and irritated. 
I thought I was tired from a full day of work. Sitting at a computer. Taking meetings with clients. Staff meetings. All the work of a typical Friday. But the day was not over. I still had an hour left in my two and a half hour drive down the two-lane, tree surrounded road to Tallahassee. 
I was rubbing my eyes and blinking so much to stop the itch. Nothing was working. Nothing was soothing me. 
I drove in discomfort as long as I could......then I reached my breaking point. 
When I arrived at a stopping point in my travels, I removed my contact lenses. Before I replaced the contacts with glasses, I took a look at the lenses. 
If only I would have recognized the signs sooner....
The left lens had a tear. 
Side note: The thing I have yet to grasp is how a contact lens that is inside the eye gets a tear without even being touched. If you can explain how this happens, feel free to drop the knowledge in the comment section.
In any eve…