I grew up a child of immigrants and in my family’s after-school program business. I got to attend as a student, worked as an adolescent, and later took on a full-time position as an adult. I love my family and I loved that we were involved in helping other families. Growing up in the business, I felt so much pride and developed my confidence in getting things done. Sticking on mailing labels, answering phones, and editing website copy…it was all fun and purposeful. I loved doing it together.

Another byproduct of being a child of immigrants and being in a family business though, is that we may easily forget ourselves. And it’s easy to lose our sense of self when we’re so aware of our family members, the family’s needs, and the organizational needs.

In 2018, when I found myself burnt out and disconnected with myself. I couldn’t see my giftings or my desires. All I saw was my lack. I knew I needed outside support. My own therapy led me on a path to confront my fears and my shame. I also had to take ownership of the permission I already had to pursue a life that aligned with my values. I’ve learned that there’s a way to honor the people that matter without abandoning oneself.

What I help with: