I never imagined becoming a life coach. For over 20 years, I devoted myself to healthcare — first as a pediatric nurse, then as a clinical leader. At the bedside of children fighting for their lives, I cared not only for patients but for their entire families, carrying their grief, offering strength when they had none, and holding on to hope even when it felt impossible. Over time, I began to see that every employee, just like every parent and patient, longed to be heard, seen, and valued. But with more than 80 employees, physicians, and countless families depending on me, there was never enough of me to go around. I poured myself out day after day, working 16-hour shifts and running on little sleep, until I found myself in a state of chronic stress and burnout. One day, I looked in the mirror and asked, “Is this really all there is to my life? Is this my purpose?”

At the same time, my personal story was unraveling beneath the surface. I grew up in a broken home and carried the wounds of abandonment, rejection, and the constant need to be “enough.” Mistakes left scars on me and on those I loved most. Despite earning a graduate degree, building a respected career, and raising two amazing kids, I felt unworthy of love — stuck in old cycles and unable to see who I truly was. That changed when I found a life coach. With guidance and support, I began the hard but beautiful work of challenging my beliefs and rediscovering the woman behind the wounds. I faced my past, learned the tools that stopped the endless spiraling, and found a steadiness that became the foundation for real healing. It was my turning point. I realized that while pain will always be part of my story, it no longer defines me — and it no longer has the power to hold me back. Since that pivotal change, I’ve continued to experience the transformative power of coaching, each time reminded of how compelling, valuable, and nurturing it can be.