Hi, I'm Stephanie

My Story and Why I Created Nurturing Pathways LLC

Hi I'm Stephanie

I was the sole caregiver for my husband, who was diagnosed with cancer. They told us we likely had three to five years. We barely had four months.

Four fast, chaotic, overwhelming months filled with appointments, fear, and fatigue. I wasn’t prepared for the pace or the constant decisions. I had no time to process what was happening. No time to care for myself. There was no team, no backup—just love, panic, and sheer willpower.

But what most people don’t know is that my grief didn’t begin when he passed. It began one year earlier, when my best friend—my person—died.

She had always been the one I called when life unraveled. The one who could calm me down, speak truth, or just sit with the silence. She held space for me like no one else ever could. When I lost her, I didn’t just lose a friend—I lost my emotional anchor.

I was still aching from her absence when my husband’s diagnosis shattered what little stability I had left. And when things got hard… I couldn’t call her. That loss hit me all over again.

After my husband died, I was hollowed out. I thought I couldn’t lose more. But grief wasn’t done with me.

Next came the passing of my favorite mother-in-law—my second mom, my steady voice of reason, the woman who had loved me and guided me for 35 years. She was more than family. She was a life adviser, a gentle truth-teller, and someone I always knew I could reach out to… until I couldn’t.

Then came the loss of other close friends. My entire tribe was gone. One by one, the people I turned to were taken, and the silence left behind was deafening with no one understanding the entire emotional toll grief and loss took on me. Grief stacked upon grief until I felt completely unseen—except by a few who could recognize the weight I was carrying. I kept moving forward, because life demands that we do, but inside I was unraveling. Quietly. Alone. And yet, somewhere in all that loss, something stirred.

During the final stages of my mother-in-law’s life, I found myself helping others care for her. I coached people gently—how to listen beyond the mood swings, how not to take things personally, how to speak with patience when emotions were frayed. I knew how to hold space for the dying and the caregivers because I had been both. I didn’t learn it from books. I lived it and that’s when the seed for Nurturing Pathways LLC took root.

Not as a business idea—but as a soul promise. A quiet vow that no one should have to carry this much pain alone. I created this space for the caregivers who are exhausted but still showing up. For the grievers who smile in public but crumble in private. For the ones navigating a life that doesn’t look anything like the one they planned.

Nurturing Pathways is for you.
For the moments when you feel invisible.
For the seasons where strength is no longer sustainable.
For the journey of remembering that you matter, too.

This is my story. And maybe in some way, it’s yours too.
You don’t have to walk this path alone anymore. I’ll walk it with you.