I’ve lived many lives in one. And for a long time, I didn’t realize how not-normal my “normal” was.

I won’t go into all the messy details, but the shorthand version?

Assault. Abuse. A first marriage that broke more than just my heart. It took a cross country move, to find myself starting the same cycle and destructive behaviors. Luckily, I caught the attraction of a man that helped pull me back. Although I will tell you I won the lottery when it comes to spouses (he cooks and cleans :)). It took us about 7- 8 years in our marriage to wake up and realize what it means to truly choose each other every day. Even after we dug our heels in, the bumps still kept coming, we just handle them differently. 

 

What’s made me qualified to write this blog isn’t a degree, a title, or a perfect life—it’s the fact that I’ve clawed my way toward healing. I’ve broken patterns that have thrown me into self destructive patterns over and over. 

 

I learned how to parent differently because I had to admit I was on the road to becoming my father—and that realization hit me like a slap to the soul.

I learned how to love differently, because I was faced with a moment that will change anyone's perspective - He got cancer (dont stress, 2 surgerys and a lot of check ups, but he is 100% ok). Still that word and sitting in the waiting room while your spouse gets cancer cut from their body, will shake anyone. 

And I’ve learned to heal—because no one else can do that for me. It’s a choice I have to keep making, every damn day.

 

This blog isn’t about blame. It’s about awareness. It’s about standing in the fire of your truth and choosing not to let it burn you to the ground.

 

If you’re here because you’re trying to break cycles, stand taller, love better, or raise your kids with more intention than you were shown—then welcome.

 

You’re in the right place.