I never thought I’d be here—
starting over after 11 years of a relationship I thought would last forever. For over a decade, I was a stay-at-home mom. My entire world revolved around my babies—their smiles, their little milestones, their safety, their love.
Now, I’m standing at the beginning of a new chapter I didn’t ask for. A single mom of three. Trying to figure out how to keep the lights on, how to put dinner on the table, how to make sure my babies don’t feel the weight of this storm.
I won’t lie—most days I feel lost. Scared. Sad. Like I’m piecing myself back together with hands that are already tired. But in the middle of the tears and the long nights, I hold on to my faith. I remind myself: God doesn’t waste pain. This is not the end—it’s the beginning.
I started this page because we’re facing a move, and I don’t know how to do it all on my own. My kids deserve a safe place to call home. A place where they can rest their heads and feel peace, even if their mama is still figuring everything out.
If you feel led to help—whether through prayers, shares, or donations—please know it means more than I can put into words. You’re not just helping me… you’re helping three little hearts who are counting on me to keep going.
From the bottom of my heart—thank you.
