Growing up in the Midwest, it never occurred to me I’d be either a therapist or a writer.
Growing up in the Midwest, it never occurred to me I’d be either a therapist or a writer. Moving to Norther California, getting divorced, struggling to figure out who I was under layers of programing and piles of “should’s” changed all that. As a single mom, I earned a Master’s Degree in Counseling Psychology. Within a week of receiving my MA, my sons and I moved to Hawaii to began a stepfamily adventure. As those of you familiar with stepfamilies know, they can be goldmines of growth. We worked hard and were fortunate for, even though there were incredibly tough times, in our fifty-plus years together, all members of our “blended” family have learned a ton and grown to care for each other deeply. Making it through those tough times spawned my life’s work of helping myself and others (especially women) move through limiting beliefs and heal into accepting ourselves completely, practicing self-compassion, and honoring the strength and courage we act from each day.
