FRANKLY, I GET IT.
I’ve lived that silent daily grief of what could ‘could have been’ and ‘why me’.
It took a lot of intrinsic work, a lot of suffering before I surrendered….before I realized how blessed my family was; not in spite of “special needs”, but because of them.
Out of this struggle, I found a passion for helping families committed to feeling better. It took me years to figure out how to overcome the daily exhaustion, mood swings, and foggy thinking… and once I did, I knew it was my purpose to share it.