Rockey’s words echoed in my mind as I sat on the couch, absentmindedly scrolling through my phone. The last time I hired a coach was about three years ago, when my life felt like it was falling apart. Three bruised ribs and five children running wildly through a house that felt more chaotic than comfortable. Back then, I didn’t know what to do anymore. I felt lost in the noise, the mess, the constant demands. I knew I needed help, but I had no idea where to start. And then sh

I come from a background filled with trauma. For a long time, I didn’t understand why my past felt so heavy, why it shaped how I viewed myself, relationships, and the world. But now I believe that God called me on this journey because of that past. When we opened our home 4 years ago, it started as a family home. We thought we were ready to care for others from a healthy place, having done personal work and prepared ourselves as best we could. But as the first children moved