Sometimes one question can unravel everything you thought you knew. For me, it was realizing I couldn’t be both the nurse I was trained to be and the mother my children needed. That moment set me on the path of awakening, shadow work, and soulpreneurship.

On Mother’s Day, a single sentence from my dad unraveled more than my marriage — it revealed the patterns of silence and avoidance woven through generations of my family. This is a story about authoritarian parenting, emotional neglect, and the courage it takes to pull on the thread of vulnerability. Naming what was unspoken became the first step toward healing — for myself, and for those who come after me.