MY JOURNEY

A native New Yorker, I grew up in a lively home with seven siblings, pets, and parents who led by example in caring for others—a value I passed to my son, Chase.

In 2012, I watched my best friend Cathy take her last breath. She was the glue of our circle, and her loss left me questioning everything—my faith, my feelings, and myself. My parents’ deaths had already shaped my understanding of grief, but losing Cathy ignited a deeper journey.

Over the years, I’ve always been drawn to caring for others—visiting neighbors, supporting friends, comforting the lonely. That path became clear when I trained as a death doula, transforming my own grief into service. 

Since then, I’ve supported families and individuals through their own losses, carrying forward the care and compassion that shaped me.