My Story

I’ve spent most of my adult life putting others first, raising my children, helping my family, surviving heartbreak, and learning how to trust myself again. Life has never been linear for me. It’s been messy, beautiful, painful, and powerful all at once.

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The theme of my life has always been resilience. I’ve had to bend, break, stretch, and rebuild more times than I can count. I’ve been a daughter, a wife, a mother, a student, a friend, and in every role, I’ve had to figure out how to keep going when everything felt impossibly heavy.

 

For a long time, I believed that strength meant keeping it all together. Now I know that real strength is found in letting go, starting over, and still thinking there’s more waiting for you.

 

Becoming a mom changed everything. My kids gave me a reason to fight through things I never thought I could. They’re my why. And going back to school later in life, sitting in a classroom full of people younger than me, forced me to find my voice again. I realized that I do belong here. My age, experience, and story don’t disqualify me; they empower me.

 

I’m determined, intuitive, and deeply loyal. I don’t give up on people easily, sometimes to a fault. But I believe in growth. I believe in second chances. I’ve had to take a few. And I’m learning, slowly, painfully, beautifully, how to show up for myself the way I’ve always shown up for others.

 

What am I most proud of? That I never stopped dreaming. Even when life gave me reasons to. I’m proud to be here, showing my kids and myself that it’s never too late to become who you were always meant to be.

 

This is my story. And I’m still writing it.