Building A Treehouse Speaking Engagement

As a teen and survivor of abuse I felt the effects of a system that did not quite work for me. I had no voice. This began my story of fighting for our children through education on childhood trauma and the long-term effects- as I fought for my own resilience.

As a young mother I went to college and changed my story. I began to champion children and turned the page to re-write my book to one of resiliency. As a troubled youth I was seen as a “waste, useless & troubled.” I was not willing to settle for that label. I began to walk through the doors that opened and push against the fear in my chest of perceived failure. I saw light through the dense tress, lights of siblings, friends, and community. I learned to ask for help, listen and learn. I was given tools to build a better treehouse.

Gaps in the trees began to open. Vulnerability and fear of all the exposure to the sun and new ideas was paralyzing at times. The branches that had covered me and held me in place were swaying in the breeze, I just had to reach out and trust that I deserved a better place in life. Resiliency for me was learning to love myself. Learning I did not need to be perfect. Throughout my life I built treehouses that were not perfect, but I keep getting better. I can hammer in a nail and not bend it now.

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