When someone books in for coaching with me, they usually arrive with a clear idea of what they want to work on. Maybe it’s a relationship challenge, a big decision weighing on their mind, or one of those curveballs that life loves to throw at us.

When my first marriage fell apart, I felt both sides of the coin. One side was heavy with failure, abandonment, and worthlessness. The other side glimmered with excitement and freedom. I had the chance to redo what I once thought was the biggest mistake of my life.

That’s the thing about endings. They rarely feel simple. They are a collision of grief and relief, fear and hope, loss and possibility.

In 2016, my ex-husband left me for someone younger. On the surface, that might sound like the end of the story. But in reality, it was only the beginning of a much deeper journey — one that taught me about resilience, growth, and the freedom that comes when you finally reclaim your power.