My life story is an interesting mix of joy and tragedy. I was born in Hershey, Pennsylvania — which legitimizes my chocolate addiction. I am the third daughter of loving parents.
At age 5, my world changed dramatically when my father died in a plane crash. My grieving mother went to work full-time. So in many ways, I lost both parents at that time. While my basic needs were met, my family was never the same. I spent a lot of my childhood figuring things out for myself.
At age 19, I spent nine months in the hospital following a near-fatal car accident. I had to learn to walk again. The next year, my mother died of cancer. This dual trauma threw me into a lifelong quest for physical, mental, and emotional health.
From an early age, my creative mind led to an inability to concentrate. Math came easily, so that became my official area of study. And I was a very curious child — my interest in paranormal activities and higher levels of consciousness led to my lifelong dedication to spiritual growth.
I am a cancer survivor, a widow, and a mother who has known profound grief — including the loss of my son. Every sorrow has cracked my heart open wider, deepening my capacity to serve.
I am the mother of three wonderful adult children and a grandmother of two adorable grandchildren. I feel 24 at 74 — and that's no accident. I have spent decades learning how to truly thrive. So you can see why I want to help make the world a better place.