I know what it’s like to wake up in a world you don’t recognize, where nothing feels steady and hope feels impossible; but its not.

We share something sacred: we’re mothers who still carry deep love for a child we can no longer hold in our arms, but we can carry them in our Hearts with expectancy and Joy.

Our stories are different, but we know the same GRIEF.

Our stories 

are different, but we know the same ache.

The day my whole world Shattered...

On July 26, 2018, my son, Jeremy Stoke, laid his life down on the frontlines of the Carr Fire in Redding, California. A decorated firefighter of nearly 20 years, Jeremy was doing what he had always done—running toward danger so others could run to safety.

The day he died, the ground under my feet gave way. The world I knew split wide open. Nothing anyone said could lift the weight pressing against my chest.  

In the raw, tension between fear and faith, the Spirit of Truth met me. Not to erase my circumstance, or rush me through healing. But to sit with me in the devastation, and show me what still remained: Truth, Joy and Love.

Healing didn’t mean letting go or leaving him behind. It meant letting love anchor me as I walked forward carrying his legacy, his spirit, and the story of a life laid down in love.

Like you, I know the devastation of loss, and the hard beautiful work rebuilding life after it.  You don't have to figure it out.  Just start where you are.

My story

Love is stronger than the grave.

Grief may have changed your life but it doesn’t define your future.

Love is still here. And it knows the way forward.


Here's what I do believe:

Your child’s love is still alive—stitched into the fabric of your becoming.


Grief deserves space—but it was never meant to be your home.


The Spirit of Truth meets us where the world fell apart and walks us back to life.


You don’t have to choose between honoring their memory and living fully again.

Your story is waiting to be told

Are you ready to begin?

The next chapter of your life is not about returning to who you were—it's becoming who you were always meant to be. It's about discovering that your broken pieces, when placed in the Master's hands, create a masterpiece of redemption that will light the way for others.

That’s why I’m here, making room for your story—all of it. The questions you're afraid to ask, the doubts you barely whisper, and the pain you think no one can understand. In this sacred space, you'll find more than answers; you'll discover a path illuminated by God's unwavering faithfulness. This isn't about surviving loss but awakening Love that transforms everything.

Together, we'll uncover how your deepest wounds can become a source of hope and your darkest chapters can highlight your future while  brightening someone else's path. Because your story matters, and there's room at the table of grace for all of it.

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If you're looking to find yourself after losing your child, then I'm your person.