I know the valley — because I lived in it.
I lost both my parents in my twenties. Then I lost my brother to senseless violence.
I came to this country an immigrant with almost nothing and built a career from the ground up. I know what it is to grieve, to start over, to wonder if there is any good left ahead.
What carried me was not my own strength. It was God — meeting me in the dark, binding up what was broken, and slowly, faithfully, building a whole new life. Marriage. Family. Provision. Peace.
This course is everything I learned in that rebuilding, gathered for you. Not to rush your grief — but to walk with you through it, toward something beautiful.
You are not the rubble of what happened to you. You are the woman God is rebuilding from it.