My story started in 2004 in Michigan, USA. I fell head over heels in love, and impulsively made the decision to marry a man from Europe. It was a “whirlwind” relationship, and within six months we were married. It didn’t “dawn on me” at the time that our separate values and cultural differences would add much strain to our relationship. We were in love!

Let’s jump forward to the summer of 2022. My husband and I, married 18 years with two children, had always talked about “crossing the pond” and moving back to his roots in Europe. After many conversations and negotiations we made the decision to move to Spain. We convinced our two teenage kids that this would be an adventure of a lifetime.

Once we arrived in Málaga, Spain things didn’t go quite as planned. Our hearts were grieving our home country, family and friends. The cultural differences weighed heavily on us most days as we tried to muddle through. Our journey once “mapped out” was starting to develop many roadblocks for us.

While we were still transitioning from the move my husband made the decision to divorce our family and start a new adventure with another. We started our journey with four and now we were three. As you can imagine, I had now the responsibility to pick up all the scattered pieces of broken hearts and lost dreams. Yes, I couldn’t control what happened to us, but what I could control was how I responded to it.

So, I made the decision that my story mustn’t end here. Of course it took time for grieving, for healing and to start living again. I cannot say it was easy, but it gave me a bigger opportunity than I originally expected — to live my purpose.

Now, I am living in a foreign country as a single mom, stronger than I ever was before, rooted in my truth — that I was placed here to share my story and guide women like you.

If you are reading this and something has resonated inside of your heart, I want to encourage you to keep going, keep dreaming and keep writing your story. This is not the end…the best is yet to come!