On April 21, 2020, my life changed forever when my husband, Aaron, died suddenly, and I became a widow and solo parent of our two young kids.
The months that followed were a blur. My brain shut down to survive, yet the world kept moving. I was expected to function, make decisions, and keep going—all while carrying overwhelming despair.
Before Aaron died, I was a financial professional with more than a decade of experience, an active mom, and a loving wife—I was capable and grounded. When I lost him, all of that fell away. I felt untethered. I couldn’t grasp how my finances had changed, and even more, I no longer knew who I was or what I wanted my life to look like.