My Story
I was born in Haiti — a land of resilience, rhythm, and ancestral memory. My story, like many, was shaped by rupture and migration, by both chosen and unchosen paths. I came to the U.S. after the 2010 earthquake, but my journey began long before that.
I was born to two parents who came together only briefly, and yet I was born from that fleeting moment — a life called into being by spirit and circumstance. I spent my early years with my mother, and then around age 10 or 11, I made a bold decision: I asked to go live with my father and stepmother. In a culture where children are rarely allowed such autonomy, that moment marked the first time I took agency over my destiny.
That transition was far from easy. Living with my father's side of the family introduced deep cultural and generational clashes. I experienced isolation, and I began to fold inward, becoming a shell of myself. At times, I also lived with my grandmother, who carried her own traumas. My family was complex. Our love came with challenges.
Then came January 12, 2010. The earthquake hit. Everything we knew was gone in minutes. We were uprooted, suddenly sent to the U.S. with no choice, no language, no belongings — just one carry-on for five people and a mountain of grief. And while tragedy should have made us more seen, the immigration process was deeply dehumanizing.
I spent over a decade navigating life in the U.S., from adolescence to adulthood, from TPS to mother. Through it all — the systems, the trauma, the culture shocks — I gathered story after story, not just of survival but of transformation. These stories are the soil Roots to Resolve grows from.
Today, I am a mother. A community builder. A doula of beginnings, endings, and everything in between. I am a trauma-informed life coach, a systems thinker, and a vessel of both ancestral wisdom and lived resilience. I hold space for transitions — not just of birth and death, but of identity, of grief, of becoming.
