On February 9, 2012 the lives of my family changed.
My son became a quadriplegic after a snowboarding accident.
After years of being by my son’s side in the hospitals, rehabilitation centers, I had to go back to work.
It seemed in my heart that what I did for a living was so insignificant.
I continued to Design, and struggled.
It was the only thing that made a small dent in the huge bills I had coming in every month. After losing the boys Dad to cancer a year before the accident, I couldn’t afford to be what I wanted to be…just my Kids MOM.
Time is a Harrowing and yet Magical Thing. How it wove my Deepest Pain into finally a place where I can help others is Humbling.
Every single person wants to go HOME. We want something to be normal in the insanity. We miss our beds, our kitchens, our bathroom, our gardens, our dogs and cats and our LIFE.
It took me 8 months to get my son home. I can tell you I still tear up remembering when I couldn’t…
We live this life, and my hope is that my designs will bring YOU home.