joy. It’s a symbol of healing after heartbreak, hurt, trauma and loss. There were seasons of my life that I never thought I could laugh this hard and be totally in the moment, again. It’s proof that healing is possible. That life can be beautiful again. That there are endless possibilities, if we believe.
True wellness isn’t just about physical health, it’s about restoring wholeness to the mind, body, and spirit. My healing journey required all three. To begin healing, I turned inward
and upward. I nourished my body with healthy foods and natural supplements. I drank water like it was medicine. I moved my body; walking, hiking, breathing deeply in the
stillness of nature.
I journaled through the pain, about my broken heart, about the trauma that lived in my body, about the times I felt like giving up. Also, I wrote about hope. About dreams. About what life could become. I opened my Bible and asked God to meet me in the wreckage. I prayed. I grieved. I sat in silence. I asked for restoration. I asked for a story of redemption.
And God began to write one.
Wellness, for me, became the bridge from surviving to thriving. Every step, every tear, every prayer, every bite of nourishing food, every walk was part of my healing. And in the quiet of that restoration, I felt a stirring: a calling to help other women who’ve walked through heartbreak and loss.
Women like me, ready to believe again. Ready to build a new life.
Women who have been through the fire and want to rise from the ashes.
If this spoke to your heart, I would love to hear from you. Let’s walk this healing path together. This is my mission to walk alongside others on their healing journey, because healing is possible. And your story isn’t over yet!
Drop your email below to stay connected, receive encouragement, and be part of a community of Women Rising Strong. Only in the rising can you begin to, truly, Live Your
Life, again!
stillness of nature.
I journaled through the pain, about my broken heart, about the trauma that lived in my body, about the times I felt like giving up. Also, I wrote about hope. About dreams. About what life could become. I opened my Bible and asked God to meet me in the wreckage. I prayed. I grieved. I sat in silence. I asked for restoration. I asked for a story of redemption.
And God began to write one.
Wellness, for me, became the bridge from surviving to thriving. Every step, every tear, every prayer, every bite of nourishing food, every walk was part of my healing. And in the quiet of that restoration, I felt a stirring: a calling to help other women who’ve walked through heartbreak and loss.
Women like me, ready to believe again. Ready to build a new life.
Women who have been through the fire and want to rise from the ashes.
If this spoke to your heart, I would love to hear from you. Let’s walk this healing path together. This is my mission to walk alongside others on their healing journey, because healing is possible. And your story isn’t over yet!
Drop your email below to stay connected, receive encouragement, and be part of a community of Women Rising Strong. Only in the rising can you begin to, truly, Live Your
Life, again!
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