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I became a stepmom at 24 years old.

I was a single, independent, some would say strong willed female with no children of my own.

 

I had just moved from my small California town to a big city in Utah on a whim and unexpectedly met and fell head over heels in love with a man who happened to have four kids — all of this happening in less than a year. 

It was a lot to process, believe me! 

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Was this the plan I had always had for my life? 

Hard no.

My plan had been to remain single, finish college, develop a successful career, travel the world, ride my horses on the weekends, and live childless till my early thirties, maybe even mid-thirties if I'm being honest! 

I can’t help but just laugh looking back at those “plans” now.

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Boy, did my life take a detour.

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Do I regret that detour? Absolutely not!

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Have I always felt that way? No.

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Have there been times when I felt like it was all too much to handle? Yes!

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Has that detour brought me directly to my knees more times than I can count?

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Yes girl — Yes it has.

HERE'S THE DEAL

I have had to struggle and claw my way through these last 15 years, some days just barely holding on.

I have seen multiple therapists, healers, read countless books, leaned on multiple friends for support along the way. At the time completely desperate for validation and support. 

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But listen, it does not have to be this way for you!

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What has taken me thirteen years to collect for myself through many different resources is exactly what I hope to provide for you here in our sessions.

You're not alone in this.

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