Hello Bright Souls,

“The miracle begins with you.”

In 2022, one of the most devastating moments of my life occurred—my father passed away. His death marked the beginning of a deeper healing journey, one that challenged me to fight for my life in every way.

My name is Beverly, and I am a survivor. A survivor of mental and physical abuse, of growing up without a father or mother, of depression, addiction, hopelessness, and more. My journey began when I was just six months old—and in many ways, it’s still unfolding. Now, at 49, I’m beginning to understand what life is truly about. It’s taken trial, error, tears, and above all, God’s divine love and grace to bring me here.

Though my story began in heaviness, there have always been glimmers of light. At 29, I moved from Ohio to New Mexico on my own, determined to discover who I was—not who others told me to be. I longed for freedom, adventure, and the chance to write my own story. As a poet, I never published my book because I knew the chapters weren’t finished. I believed the sorrow would one day give way to joy—and it did. Slowly, through prayer, hard work, and healing, joy resides in my soul.

At 35, I met my husband Robert—the champion of my life. I give him kudos for loving me through my stubbornness and wild ideas. We both love football (even if our teams don’t match!) and we share a passion for travel, especially cruising. Jesus has been the covering over our marriage, guiding us through every high and low. And of course, our fur babies—Princess Jojo and Stinky Magoo (aka Monster)—bring laughter and comfort to our home.

I share this with you because I believe there is hope in the middle of chaos. As I write these words, I’m also encouraging myself. Not long ago, I survived a car accident caused by a drunk driver. My vehicle rolled nine times—and I walked away with minor injuries. That moment led me to resign from my job due to mobility challenges, but it also reminded me: God spared my life for a reason.

That reason is this. To share my story with you.
To remind you that you are not alone.
To offer hope, motivation, and maybe even a gentle nudge forward.

We all need to be reminded how special we are. We need someone to say, “I get it.” 
Well—here I am, Bright Souls.

If you’ve known disappointment, grief, trauma, or heartbreak—I see you. Let’s walk this journey together. May the darkness you carry begin to shimmer with light deep within your soul. You are a gift and a blessing to everyone around you. And may your cup overflow, your heart be restored, and your life be filled with the peace and joy God so longs to give you.

~Blessings to you, Bright Soul