“Have you ever thought to yourself, “What if I could talk to the younger version of me? What if I could say, ‘you’re going to be ok!” It’s always been hard for me to tell my story. Perhaps because I didn’t want to be judged
“You are a sunflower blooming towards the sun. I want you to know that when the sun isn’t out, you are not alone. There’s an entire garden of us you can face.“ I was 12 years old when my aunt handed me my adoption/CAS records.
“I had an epiphany when I said to myself that there has got to be a better way to do what I love without burning myself out and into the ground.” My focus, after taking on the General Manager position at Nita Lake Lodge, a
“Breaking abuse cycles in our family histories is possible. This is not a life sentence but a call to action, honouring the process of healing.“ A sudden realization of my son’s traumatic sexual abuse by my husband at the time caused the obliteration of our
“At eight yrs old I was diagnosed with what had just killed my mum.” When I was eight years old my mother passed away unexpectedly. She never even knew she had a disease. She was 33 years old. We found out later that she had
“Stay ‘prayed up,’ keep positive energy around, speak and do the things necessary in order to manifest your dreams and know that doctors’ words aren’t final.” In my pursuit of having another child, I was diagnosed with Uterine Cancer and was told the chances of
‘I picked up a call on an early morning while I was still thick with sleep. It was a call with a death notification from overseas and it was regarding my father. He had passed away in a car accident. I was shocked and could
‘When you lose someone you love, try to find closure in whatever way that may look to you.‘ The day I received the news that my father had passed I felt like it was a dream. There was no way I was hearing this. I
“I thought outside accomplishments fixed inside hurts.” I was abused by my stepfather, a female neighbor, inappropriately touched by my grandfather at 16 years old and raped at 19 years old. I felt hopeless, voiceless, lost, confused and unworthy. I reacted in many different ways:
“Never let anyone bully you. You are enough.” As he stepped on the gas, I screamed stop!!! But it was too late. The oncoming car crashed directly into my door, pinning me from the impact…. I was in a car accident that almost killed me.
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