Dear Partner,

I am launching this site three years after my first D-Day. But truthfully, I have been writing it since day one. It has been pouring out of me for a purpose I knew God would use beyond my ashes. I want to be the person I needed on day one. Day thirty. Six months. One year. All of it and beyond. I have written all of it for a purpose beyond my own healing, and prayerfully, for God’s purpose. Which is always far greater than we can ever imagine. I am putting my faith and trust in Him once again, that my words are God-breathed, raw and real, and for His good. Which ultimately, dear partner, is for our good.

My words capture the raw experience of a wife and woman who survived and continues to heal from betrayal trauma.

My words are my story. My experience. My truth.

 I am also using this platform for resources, organized in such a way to educate, fuel, protect, and confidently grow your mind. I hope they help you find your voice. I hope they are here on the exact day you need them.

Each time I have intimately shared my story in some capacity, it has been quietly met with, “me too.” The sigh of relief that they could tell someone. The sigh of relief that someone saw them and believed the magnitude of the experience at hand. I vulnerably bring my story into the light, with the hope of building a community of others who feel vulnerable enough to maybe share theirs one day. A community that ripples slowly to form a foundation of resilient partners that reaches more partners.

As with your own story, have grace. Take pauses. Go slowly. And breathe. No two stories are alike. No two experiences are the same.

Together, we can lean in and continue one step further.

Photo by: Aspen & Rowe Film & Photo