And yet, it was also in that very season that something sacred began to take shape. What felt like loss was also making room for calling. What felt like disruption was also revealing direction. I began to see that the very things that had stretched me were also refining me, deepening my compassion, strengthening my faith, and awakening me to the work I was truly meant to do.

I believe with all my heart that I was called to this work. Stewarded Path was born from that place, from the intersection of leadership, motherhood, loss, resilience, faith, and becoming. It was born from the belief that women deserve spaces where they can be held with care, reminded of who they are, and supported as whole people as they navigate change, carry what feels heavy, and rise into what is next.

I was a Vice President of Operations with 15 years of progressive healthcare leadership experience, returning from a very short maternity leave, caring for a two-year-old with complex medical needs, holding a newborn in my arms, leading through the closure of a division, and at the same time navigating my own layoff.

It was a season of deep stretching. A season of responsibility, uncertainty, grief, and surrender. On the outside, I was still showing up, still leading, still carrying what needed to be carried. But on the inside, something deeper was unfolding. 

That season revealed to me just how much women are often holding quietly while still being expected to keep going, keep producing, keep nurturing, and keep holding everyone else together.