I've spent a lot of years behind a steering wheel. Twenty of them, actually — hauling dry goods and groceries across this country in a semi-truck, watching the sun come up over places most folks only see from an airplane window. Before that, thirty-five years managing retail stores, keeping things running, keeping people steady. I tell you that because I didn't build Unshakeable Women Leaders from some office with a view. I built it from my kitchen table — the same kind of table where a lot of you have sat at 2 a.m., wondering how you're going to hold it all together one more day. Here's what I know, deep in my bones: some of you have been told things about yourselves that were never true. That you're not enough. That you deserve what happened to you. That you're alone in this. I have compassion for that journey, because I've walked stretches of it myself — and I know what it costs to keep believing a lie just because it's the only thing you've been told. So this isn't a program built on theory. It's built on the belief that your self-worth was never up for negotiation — it was just waiting for someone to hand you the truth instead of the lie. That's the whole heart of Unshakeable Women Leaders and the online courses, Worth the Truth. We don't rush past the pain to get to the "positive thinking" part. We name it. We look at where the lie came from. And then, one honest step at a time, we let the truth do what it's always been able to do — restore what was taken, and hand it back to you. Because here's the thing about a woman who finally believes she's worth the truth: she doesn't just recover from what happened to her. She rises out of it. And when she does, she's not just leading herself anymore — she's leading her children out of a pattern that stops with her, for generations to come. Recover. Rise. Lead.

Hey everyone, When I was eight years old, my dad was deployed to Korea. My mom packed up my sister and me and moved us back to her hometown of Los Angeles to live with my grandparents for the year. One hot summer day, they took us to a park with beautiful flower gardens and a place you might have heard of: the La Brea Tar Pits. I remember standing on the edge, looking over the bridge into that thick, black, bubbling tar. My grandfather turned to me and explained that this was where the massive dinosaurs got stuck, couldn’t break free, and eventually became extinct. As an eight-year-old, I thought, WOW! I remember imagining just how deep and heavy that tar must be to swallow up something as giant and powerful as a dinosaur. For years, that was just a childhood memory. Until I found myself in my own tar pits. The Feeling of Being Trapped If you’ve ever been through a messy divorce, or if you’ve had to rebuild your life after the crushing weight of narcissistic abuse, you know exactly what the tar pits feel like. It starts with utter confusion: “How did I get here?” Then, it morphs into a complete loss of hope: “I am never going to get out of this.” And finally, it leaves you feeling entirely helpless: “Can anyone help me?” I stayed stuck in that heavy, suffocating place for years. And the worst part? No one lent a hand. Not my family, not my church family, not even - especially not my ex-husband. I felt completely isolated, invisible, and forgotten. One day, at my absolute breaking point, I finally looked up. I cried out to God but honestly, I did it believing He probably hated me, too, just like everyone else seemed to. But He didn't. Instead, He ran to my rescue. It was as if He whispered right to my heart: ™I’ve been waiting for you to ask. I see you.” You Don't Have to Sink I use this metaphor all the time now because it is the exact reality so many of us face. You might feel like the weight of managing a stress-free home, navigating career shifts, or healing your heart is pulling you under. You might look around and feel like no one is coming to save you.

If you're up again tonight running numbers in your head that still don't add up... if you've stopped waiting for an apology and started just waiting for a break... if the silence where support used to be has started to feel normal — I want you to know something: it doesn't have to stay this way. Not because time heals it on its own. It doesn't. The bills keep coming, the lies keep echoing, and the nights stay long — until something in the pattern actually changes. That's why I'm opening Worth the Truth — a gentle, guided coaching program that helps you separate the lies you've been told about your worth from what's actually true, so you can set real boundaries, speak honestly with your kids, and start believing you're capable of more than just surviving. This is for women who are walking through the aftermath of abuse or betrayal — doing it all alone, without the support they deserve, and ready for someone to finally walk it with them. I built this because I know this road. I've walked it too — and I believe with everything in me that the patterns that hurt us don't have to be the patterns we pass down.