after recovering from an eating disorder and becoming pregnant, my sons and I found ourselves homeless. bouncing between shelters, I knew relying on social services could become a family legacy.
I made a promise - that wouldn't be my story. through an extraordinary chain of events, I went from rags to riches.
I did it by fixing houses - houses we lived in. starting small, we lived in one part and rented the finished area, until I had the money to complete it all.
there were months without windows or doors, sinks or toilets, and we always made it work. this formula became the key to creating an income & taking care of myself and my small family.
part of my story is in the book, obesite, written as a fable, from my struggles with food.
every One deserves a small space, and every Soul needs a garden.