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In the face of overwhelming challenges, I learned to find strength in the smallest acts of kindness. While navigating the difficult decision to leave a relationship I had invested over two decades into, with children I loved and cared for, I discovered something profound. Despite the fear, uncertainty, and pain, I found moments of grace—what I call "butterflies." These butterflies were fleeting, gentle gestures of kindness that lifted me, reminding me I wasn’t alone. During this time, I had the support of my employer, Keith, who allowed me the space to attend therapy sessions, ensuring I didn't lose income while working through my struggles. His belief in me, even when I couldn’t see it myself, gave me the strength to keep going. In moments of deep vulnerability, Keith's support showed me the power of believing in someone else's journey, even when they couldn’t yet believe in themselves. There was also Sandy, a friend who gave us more than just a safe place to sta...

Life has a way of challenging us in ways we never expect, but those very challenges can become the catalysts for our greatest transformations. For so long, I was living in the shadow of my past — a past where I felt small, powerless, and without a clear path forward. But then, I was given the greatest gift of all: my first son. He became my reason to rise, to be better, to create a future I never had but so desperately wanted for him. In his eyes, I saw not just the love of a child but the reflection of the woman I could become.  Then, years later another son who I saw that taught me resilience. In the years that followed, life tested me in ways that felt unbearable. From moments of violence to living in fear, I endured and tried to make a home for my children. I believed that in the darkest times, I was simply surviving. I didn't know how to escape the cycle, and I didn't believe I was strong enough to stand up for myself. But deep down, I always knew that I had a choice — tha...

I'm diving in.  Yes, it’s terrifying to expose the parts of me that have been buried for so long, but I believe you will understand how these pieces have shaped me into the person I am today.  I share each of these bits to help you. I was around 10 when it all began—the "encounters." I was confused, caught between the love and trust of those closest to me, and the message they unknowingly taught me: that I was to be seen but never heard. My truth was something to be hidden, because somehow, I believed it was my fault. We moved, but the cycle continued. It wasn’t until I became a woman, around 12, that the encounters stopped. My sister, a silent strength, helped me navigate the changes of growing up, and in her own quiet way, she showed me that I wasn’t alone. When I tried to speak up, to tell an adult, I was told that it was just something that happened in every family. “Brush it under the carpet,” they said. I remember thinking, this can’t be right . Why didn’t someone t...

Now that you know a bit more about this journey, I want to share with you how those moments shaped who I am today. When I was just five years old, a complete stranger took my hand and led me to a local mall. At that age, I didn’t understand what was happening. I placed my trust in this person, someone who wanted nothing in return but to show me kindness. That experience planted the seed for how I wanted to live my life—guided by love, generosity, and trust. This stranger gave me more than just a shopping trip; she gave me a glimpse of what the world could be when we offer kindness without expectation. It wasn’t about the material gifts—though I still remember those red shoes like they were yesterday—it was about the act of giving. Her kindness became a lesson for me to trust others with an open heart and to pay it forward, no matter how small the gesture. My intentions have always been simple: to live with kindness, and to share it wherever I can. When she asked me what I wanted, I nev...

Today, I had the unexpected joy of reconnecting with a friend I hadn’t seen in nearly a decade. We shared stories of where life had taken us, catching up on the new chapters that had unfolded. Last time we saw each other, I was in the midst of a major life transformation. We talked about our kids and how we use the lessons from our own lives to help them become stronger, wiser, and better than we were. As I shared my story with her, I realized how far I’ve come. After years of being in unhealthy relationships, I have finally vowed to put myself first. This moment of self-recognition was a long time coming, and I was amazed at the inner strength I felt as I spoke my truths. It gave me a sense of pride I had longed for. Reflecting back to when I was a young girl, I remember the abuse I endured for years. At 16, I found the courage to press charges and leave everything behind, stepping into the unknown of a foster home. I often think—where did that fortitude come from? Maybe it was the de...

I know, it’s been tough lately.  I saw you take a deep breath and want to not speak.  They came up to you and started asking questions.  Your inner child wanted to run and hide but you said all you wanted, which wasn’t much but you did it.   Your trust level is low today and the faith you have in others wavers. I want you to know something though…  Not everyone is the same as those who hurt you.  Not everyone wants to take from you but some, want to give.  Some want to love and accept you.   It’s okay.  Take that deep breath.  You’ve gone through some difficult times but those moments gave you the fortitude to become resilient.  You’ve got this love.  It’s going to be okay.

Back on the horse, sharing and hoping to help others with my own personal experiences.  It's been quite the past few years as many can attest themselves, times change our perspectives.  I for one, made a change, to which I thought was right. Moving from my home city where both my grown boys live, family resides and friends made time, I thought giving another go at a life feeling was positive.  Without hesitation, i stepped into the unknown, faith and hope inside as if I was 17 all over again.   Moving closer to the mountains, to be free of the stresses during Covid. The ending wasn't what I hoped for but I can say, I did give it almost my all. Struggling with being away from my children, family and friends and being in another difficult relationship that was becoming more tumultuous I had to make a decision to leave.  Returning home to family and friends, knowing it was the best decision for my own life.   A small basement suite would suffice, (30...