Hello! I’m Alexandra,

I wear many hats and am still learning how to manage them all. I continue to practice pediatric occupational therapy, navigate widow-hood and single mom-hood. I am also a toy fixer, imagination promoter, tower building mom. I still have my days when I cry or need to go in my basement and scream into a pillow. I am constantly working to find a balance between the spiritual relationship I have with my late husband and my manifestation journey, and the reality of being a single parent and need for adulting. 

While I am still working on finding that balance or making life a little simple, through my own process, I discovered that we are often told that life is predictable and a successful life comes in a nice box with a bow on top. What a successful life looks like is different for everyone. For me, it was to go to college, find a partner, get married, buy a house, have a couple kids and a dog with that white picket fence. This isn’t anything my parents pushed, this is just what culture/society encouraged. 

When this life didn’t come about as I thought it would, I started to internalize that something was wrong with me, not something was wrong with this plan. In 2017, I met my late husband and finally this successful life was accessible. In 2020, my husband died by suicide and that successful, predictable life that I waited so long for slipped out of my fingers.

The aftermath of my husband’s death was complicated by the grief of others and expectations of my own grief process so I wrote a book to help others work through their own grief process. Writing a book was absolutely cathartic and helped me in my healing process. It offered me an opportunity to reflect on what healing I needed to do from my childhood. Past experiences that negatively impacted me led to limiting core beliefs that were impacting my life as an adult. Through starting to unravel these beliefs and heal emotionally from these past experiences, I was able to start taking small, baby steps forward. And now, I hope to help others start to take those baby steps toward healing and find the joy again. 

Come join me and let the journey begin…

~Alexandra