For a long time, I stayed quiet. I smiled through the pain, carried my world on my shoulders, and convinced myself that being strong meant never falling apart. But behind the scenes, I was breaking — trying to hold together love, motherhood, and purpose, all while losing pieces of myself.
There were days I looked in the mirror and didn’t recognize the woman staring back. I had dreams, but they were buried under survival. I was the helper, the fixer, the woman who stayed calm when everything around her was falling apart. And in the process of trying to save everyone else, I almost forgot to save me.
Then one day, I started listening to stories — stories from women who had gone through divorce, heartbreak, emotional abuse, and disappointment. These women spoke their truth. They cried, healed, and rebuilt themselves piece by piece. And something inside me whispered: you’re not alone.
That realization changed everything.
This isn’t just a “new chapter.” It’s the first page of a whole new book. I’m not the same woman I used to be — and I don’t want to be. I’m softer now, but stronger in my boundaries. I move with intention. I rest without guilt. I choose peace over proving.
I’ve learned that healing isn’t linear. Some days are beautiful, others are messy, but both are necessary. I’m learning to celebrate both — the woman who survived, and the woman who is thriving.
As I build Reina de Rosas, I want this space to be a reflection of that transformation — a space for women who are finding their light again after loss. Whether you’re rediscovering your confidence, rebuilding after heartbreak, or simply trying to breathe again, this space is for you.
We deserve a life that feels gentle, abundant, and aligned with our purpose — and this is just the beginning. 🌸
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