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The wound is where the light enters you.
— Rumi

After three miscarriages and losing my son at birth, I've walked through the fire of grief. I've come out of it a different version of who I used to be. I know myself better, love more deeply, and can find joy so much easier. But I would trade it all to hold my child in my arms. 

The darkness of grief is so painful, but it shouldn't be feared. There's a light inside you that can't be extinguished, and my hope is that you can listen to what grief has to say, lean into it, and find a way through it. I am here to help make that journey a little easier for you.

My gift to you is my voice.