After experiencing my first pseudo seizure, just four months postpartum, I realized that I had over 20 years of trauma, grief and even ptsd, accumulated and surpressed within me, and my body was trying to scream for help. It wasn’t until then that I learned how to love myself, go back in time mentally to process what had happened, why did I feel a certain way and to address it; grounding myself to rise, and making space for expansion, abundance and to love others the way I finally learned to love myself. I am a mom, who is still finding her way through her new self, while keeping the things I love about myself: the way I express through dance, the way I’m funny in my own quirky way, the fact that I can indulge in romantic comedies and cry my way through any happy ending, the way I can be outgoing and expressive, the way I can talk about anything for hours at a time, the fact that I’m a great listener and want to help others find their spirituality through grieving times; while simultaneously learn how to set healthy boundaries, to not let anything ruin my peace, to be happy with little or more, to find faith and opportunity through the darkest times. I am no longer the person I was. That person no longer exists. But I’m happy to re-introduce this refreshed, vibrant and wise young lady, who has so much to offer to the world.

““Keep moving forward”, Meet the Robinson, Disney”