I didn’t set out to write a parenting book. I set out to understand why the world feels so broken—and what we can actually do to heal it.
What I realized was this: it starts with the children.
Not just in theory, but in truth. Our children are not just little versions of us—they are reminders of who we once were. Before trauma. Before shame. Before systems that taught us to harden.
They are blessings, sent not only for us to raise—but to teach us how to feel again. How to love better. How to listen deeper. How to slow down and protect what’s still sacred.
Writing this book became my way of protecting that innocence—not only for my own children, but for all of ours. Because if we can raise children who are loved well, seen clearly, and taught how to discern truth… then we raise people who treat others better. And that, in turn, shifts humanity.
That’s the hope I hold on to.
That 100 years from now, love will flow freely again—like it once did through our ancestors, before the world tried to steal it from us.
That our children’s children will be freer because we chose to parent in truth and grace now.
This book is just the beginning.
This community is part of that movement.
Thank you for being here. 💛