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The Story Behind The Healing in Sharing

How my journey of survival, healing, and finding my voice became a space where women feel seen, heard, and supported.

Woman standing next to a galaxy-themed motivational display reading “Manifest Anything You Can Imagine

The Day Everything Changed

It was the Saturday night before Easter, and I was closing the women’s clothing store I managed when I heard a voice behind me. “Give me all your money!”

What followed was an armed robbery and an abduction that shattered the sense of safety I had always taken for granted.

I survived that night, but survival didn’t mean I simply returned to the person I had been before.

For a long time, fear followed me into places that once felt ordinary. I had to learn what it meant to feel safe again, not only in the world around me but also within myself.

Eventually, that experience became part of something much bigger than what happened to me that night.

What Grew From It

My story of survival began long before that Saturday night. I had already lived through years of dating abuse, betrayal, manipulation, and fear.

For a long time, I did what so many of us do. I kept going.

But over time, through faith, reflection, and finally allowing myself to be honest about what I had lived through, I began to find my voice again.

Somewhere along that journey, I came to understand something that would eventually shape everything I do today:

We are not meant to heal alone.

Sometimes healing begins when someone simply sits beside us, listens without judgment, and reminds us that we don’t have to carry everything by ourselves.

That’s why I listen the way I do.

That’s why I share my story.

And that’s why The Healing in Sharing exists.

It may have begun with my story, but it continues with yours.

This photo was taken 10 days before it became a crime scene.

The Story Attached To a Photo

2012: Me in the backroom of the store. Ten days later, this room would become a crime scene.

Listen To My Story

Community

Healing rarely happens in isolation. It grows in the spaces between people, in shared stories, in showing up for one another, and in knowing you are not walking this alone.

The Healing in Sharing was built on that belief. Community is not an add-on to this work. It is the work.

Whether you are a woman finding her voice, a guest ready to share your story, or someone who wants to bring their gifts alongside this mission, there is a place for you here.

This work grows when people come together with shared purpose and open hearts.