A journey through trauma, healing, and coming home to myself.
Health and fitness, for me, hasn’t been about a gym routine. It’s been about learning how to walk through trauma and rebuild everything from the inside out.
On March 12, 2025, a careless driver changed my life in an instant. All three of my children were by my side. My son Dante, a 911 operator, received the emergency call about his own mother and was in the ER before I was rushed into surgery for pins, screws, and plates.
My brother moved in to help care for me so my husband could keep working. My momma bear, not well herself, kept vigil at the hospital. The hardest work hasn’t been the physical. It’s been learning forgiveness. This didn’t happen from a simple mistake. It happened because someone chose carelessness over care. Still, I believe in grace, and in choosing peace over anger.
Slow down. Pay attention. Don’t let carelessness be the reason someone doesn’t make it home. One moment can turn a person’s world upside down, their family, their health, their finances, their peace of mind.
Here’s the part of my story that changed everything I believed about health. During 110 days in a wheelchair, I lost 25 pounds, gained lean muscle, and reduced my visceral fat. I couldn’t exercise. I couldn’t walk. I couldn’t do the things every fitness plan tells you to do. All I could do was fuel my body with the right nutrition, and my body responded. That’s when I knew. What you put in matters more than anything else. And that’s what I help other people discover now.