How Broken Hearts Can Lead You Into a New Whole
There’s a sacred kind of breaking that leads to becoming whole. I know this not just as a therapist who holds space for others—but as a woman who’s lived it. Heartbreak has a way of shaking us to the core, of pulling the rug out from under us. And yet, it can also be the moment God begins building something entirely new.
If you’re reading this, chances are your heart has been shattered in some way—through a divorce, a breakup, betrayal, or simply the slow fade of a love you once held tightly. And maybe, like me, you’ve wondered if healing is even possible.
I want to tell you with every fiber of my being: it is.
When Everything Fell Apart
I remember the day my world shifted. I was a wife, a mother, a woman of faith—but behind closed doors, I was unraveling. My marriage had become the battleground of every unhealed wound. When it ended, I felt like I had failed—not just at love, but at life. I was divorced, and suddenly a single mom navigating grief, guilt, and identity all at once.
But in that valley, God met me.
Not with lightning bolts or grand gestures—but with gentle reminders:
“You are still worthy.”
“You are still chosen.”
“You are still mine and i love you.”
Those constant reminders gave me the strength i needed to begin rebuilding. I could now build the life I wanted. Instead of just existing, I began to slowly learn how to live, and before long, I would find myself thriving.
That’s why I created the Whole Again one-day Retreat: A Day of Healing for the Brokenhearted —to be the space I wish I had when I was drowning in shame and silence. Because the truth is, you don’t just “move on” from heartbreak. You move through it—with intention, community, and grace.
At our whole Again retreat, women gather not to fix themselves, but to be seen. We journal, cry without apology, and invite God into the ruins. We tend to the little girl inside who still wonders, “Was I ever enough?” And we learn to speak to her kindly—maybe for the first time.
Healing doesn’t mean the pain disappears. It means you’re no longer defined by it. It means you learn to hold your story with compassion. It means you rise—not because you never fell—but because you refused to stay down.
And let me tell you—there is power in that kind of rising.
Today, I am a woman restored. A therapist, a coach, a mom who laughs deeply and loves intentionally. I didn’t get here overnight. But I got here—with prayer, therapy, sisterhood, and retreats that reminded me who I am in Christ.
You can too.
Before we end, I want you to know this is only the beginning of your healing journey. In my next blog, I’ll be sharing some practical and spiritual tools that you can begin using right away to tend to your heart and step toward wholeness. Healing doesn’t happen overnight, but every small step counts. My prayer is that you’ll come back ready to receive these tools, lean into God’s love, and allow Him to begin mending the places that feel most broken. You don’t have to walk this path alone—together, we’ll discover the beauty of becoming whole again.
Your story isn’t over. It’s being rewritten—right now. And I would be honored to walk with you as you turn the page.
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