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Wild Life Retreat was established to unite mothers grappling with the unimaginable anguish of losing a child, providing them with a space to connect and embark on a journey of healing.

10/18/2026

Some places remind us that we don’t have to do this alone. 🤍

Wild Life Retreat is a safe place for grieving mothers to connect with women who understand, share the stories of the children we carry in our hearts, make room for the hard days, and find moments of laughter and light along the way.

Through meaningful conversations, shared experiences, and the friendships that grow when we feel truly understood, we’re reminded that even in the hardest chapters, there is still room for connection, love, and life.

You don’t have to explain your grief here. You just have to come as you are. 🦋
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08/27/2026

Losing My Child Became My Superpower

I never would have chosen this life.

I never would have chosen to lose my daughter. I never would have chosen to learn what it feels like to have your entire world split into a before and an after.

And yet, somehow, through the deepest pain I have ever known, I have discovered a strength I didn’t know existed.

Losing a child became my superpower.

It taught me to appreciate every moment. To stop waiting for the “right time.” To say yes to the things I truly want to do. To make the memories. To take the trip. To make the phone call. To tell people I love them.

It taught me that most of the things that used to bother me simply aren’t worth the energy anymore. Traffic, a long line, a spilled coffee, a bad day… I can laugh at the minor inconveniences now because I know what real hard looks like.

It taught me that other losses don’t have to feel like the end of the world. They can hurt. They can change us. But I understand now that they are another chapter—not the end of the story.

It gave me a different kind of compassion for the people around me. I look at strangers differently. I wonder what they might be carrying that I cannot see. I reach out more. I smile more. I start conversations. Because I know now that everyone needs human connection, even when they don’t know how to ask for it.

It taught me not to shy away from hard conversations. To ask the uncomfortable questions. To say the things that need to be said. And most importantly, to really listen.

Because sometimes people don’t need us to fix anything.

They just need someone willing to sit beside them in the hard.

And somewhere along the way, I realized something else:

I am not afraid anymore.

Not because life can’t hurt me. It absolutely can.

But because I have survived the worst thing I could ever imagine surviving.

There is an incredible freedom in knowing that.

I feel almost invincible—not because I am untouched by pain, but because I know I can walk through it.

I am stronger in an infinite number of ways.

And perhaps the greatest thing I have learned is that even this—this unimaginable loss—can be a gift from God.

Not the loss itself. I would give anything to have my daughter back.

But the understanding it has given me.

The knowledge that I have the capacity to love someone so deeply that their absence can change the entire shape of my life.

I will always miss her. I will always wish I could have more time.

But I am learning that grief and gratitude can exist in the same heart.

My grief didn’t make me less of who I was.
It made me more of who I was meant to be. 🤍

07/11/2026

**Spring 2026 Retreat | Day 3 💙**

There couldn't have been a more beautiful way to end our weekend together.

We welcomed the day with a breathtaking sunrise on the beach, moving through a gentle yoga practice as the waves rolled in and the sun painted the sky. It was one of those moments where everything seemed to stand still—a reminder that even after unimaginable loss, there are still moments of peace, beauty, and connection waiting to find us.

From there, we explored Nubble Lighthouse, enjoyed lunch overlooking the ocean at Union Bluff, and soaked in every last minute together before gathering for our closing evening.

Our final six-course dinner was filled with laughter, reflection, and gratitude before we came together for our closing ceremony—a time to honor our children, celebrate the strength each mother carries, and recognize the bonds that had formed over just a few short days.

Weekends like these are never long enough, but they leave us with something that lasts far beyond the retreat itself: friendships, hope, and the comforting reminder that none of us has to walk this journey alone.

Until next time... ❤️

07/04/2026

Today our country celebrates 250 years of history. 🇺🇸

For many, today is filled with barbecues, fireworks, and family traditions. For others, it's another holiday with someone missing from the table.

Wherever today finds you—celebrating, grieving, or somewhere in between—we hope you can find one small moment of peace.

As we celebrate 250 years of freedom, may we also celebrate the gift of the life we still have, the beauty that surrounds us, and the people who continue to walk beside us. Even in the midst of loss, there are still sunsets to watch, laughter to share, memories to cherish, and hope to carry forward.

Today, we honor both love and loss, while choosing to embrace the moments we still have.

Happy 250th Birthday, America. ❤️🤍💙

07/01/2026

**Spring 2026 Retreat | York, Maine 💙**

Our Spring 2026 retreat in York, Maine was nothing short of incredible.

Every retreat is special, but there was something truly unique about this group of women. Watching the friendships that were formed over just a few short days continue to grow long after everyone returned home has been one of the greatest gifts I could have received. The messages, encouragement, laughter, check-ins, and unwavering support they continue to share with one another are a beautiful reminder that healing doesn't end when the retreat does.

As always, the weekend began with hugs, introductions, and the gentle unfolding of new connections. We shared delicious meals around the table, painted together, wrapped ourselves in our cozy Minky blankets, and began sharing the stories of the children who brought us together.

The rain made an appearance, but it never dampened our spirits. We spent time creating travel sun catchers, seashell shadow boxes, and finding joy in a little movement together inside. We laughed, created, cried, and held space for one another—the perfect beginning to a weekend none of us will ever forget.

Here are a few favorite moments from Days 1 & 2. ❤️

06/29/2026

Life after child loss is something no one can truly prepare you for.

For me, those first two years were the hardest. It was a constant roller coaster. I wanted to find joy again. I wanted to celebrate Lindsey’s life, make memories with her siblings, and remind myself—and them—that we are still here…that we still had to live.

But then the waves would come.

The lowest lows I have ever experienced.

Even the smallest, everyday tasks felt impossible. Going to work. Paying bills. Answering emails. Grocery shopping. Just existing took every ounce of energy I had. I still believe that anyone who loses a child should never have to work again. Grief is work all by itself.

It wasn’t until about two years and four months after Lindsey died that I realized I needed to find my footing again. I still had to work, but I needed somewhere to pour my heart.

Shortly afterward, Wild Life Retreat was born.

I think one of the most important parts of healing is finding something that gives your mind somewhere to go.

That looks different for everyone. It might be a hobby, your career, volunteering, creating, gardening, learning, or serving others. The important thing is finding something that sparks your interest enough that you want to keep thinking about it tomorrow.

The first year of the retreats consumed my thoughts. I’m pretty sure everyone around me got tired of hearing about them. But I couldn’t stop dreaming. What would I serve? How did I want these women to feel? What kind of space did I want to create? Every little detail mattered because I wanted them to experience the love and understanding I so desperately needed.

Now, four and a half years later, the retreats are still a huge part of my life, but there’s room for other things now.

I’ve found balance. I’m no longer consumed by one thing. My heart and mind have room to dream again, to create, to learn, to enjoy the people around me, and to simply live.

That didn’t happen overnight. It happened one small step at a time.

If you’re in the middle of the hardest season of your life, please know this:

You don’t have to have the answers today.

Take your time.

Keep trying new things.

Keep saying yes to life, even when your heart says no.

Keep saying yes until you find something that stirs your heart…something that gives your mind somewhere to go. It won’t replace your child. Nothing ever could. But it may give your heart a place to rest, to create, to serve, and to hope.

The lows will still come because love doesn’t end when life does.

You’ll always miss them.

You’ll always love them.

But hold on to this: these painful years are only a small part of eternity.

One day, we will see them again. ❤️

05/23/2026

I’m so honored to share a new scent created for the Great Big Beautiful Tomorrow Foundation and their su***de awareness walk. Creating something connected to remembrance, hope, and love has been incredibly meaningful to me. Thank you for allowing me to be part of something so special. ☀️

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