About Me
I spent a good part of my career working with people struggling in relationships—in their relationship with their kids, parents, partners, or themselves. Then life happened..and it happened brutally. The COVID pandemic awakened me to colonization, chronic injustices, and unheard stories.
While all of that was happening in the world, my beloved father, Lou, died. He was an immigrant (with all of the strength and grit that that implies), childhood provider to his brothers & sisters, loving husband & father, and most importantly, my example of unconditional and undying love.
Then within 2 months my adored husband, Patrick, father to our beautiful little boy, was diagnosed with cancer. He lost his battle and we lost the love of my life and my son’s loving and amazing father. Patrick was a therapist extraordinaire, friend like no other, fashionista, and, above all, the most tender, loving, and compassionate human being.
With a great deal of support, I learn every day how to carry what cannot be fixed. And I learn every day that grief is an act of true love. And I learn every day that my father and our beautiful Patrick are alive for us, not in body but in every other way.
Before long, my interest in social justice, unheard stories, and journey of grief merged. I shifted my focus to working in the realm of grief and loss therapy. I shifted my approach to the Narrative world view. My aim is to be for the grieving what others have been for me... to help people keep alive the parts that haven’t been lost... and to help people continue loving and connecting.
“..It is not about accepting the harsh reality of death. Nor is it about producing closure or completing unfinished business. It is about relationship going on and it is about what might continue rather than what might be lost.”
