It’s OKAY to be a mess. It’s OKAY to take this mess and want to help others. It’s OKAY to cry while your windows are being measured for new shades and have the installer turn to you and tell you his grief story.

It’s OKAY.

If you know me, you know what I have been in my career. I have been a social media marketing butterfly; I have been a ghostwriter for others; I have worked in real estate; I have worked in nursing. I have done all these things and more.

I have been a mother; I have been a wife until one day that identity was taken from me and I existed in a wilderness of grief. Every day along the way I wrote my feelings and shared them through social media.

What about me don’t you know? I am the woman who drove a dragster down the 1/4 mile and has also driven over 150mph on the Autobahn in Germany.

I help tortoises and turtles across the road, always placing them in the direction they were originally going.

I dislike my curly hair, I wish I had a cute nose, and on July 1, 2000 I married the love of my life. He died in my arms on February 19, 2019 and I mourn his passing every day.

This is me, the woman who finished her courses in being a certified life coach, the woman who finds peace in writing my story, the woman who will always stop and listen to yours.