“ The real me: A woman who continues to blossom into her authentic self. ”
This journey has nourished my soul in a way I couldn't have imagined.
~ Sandra Vischer
Guilt: it comes in so many subtle forms. It's carbon monoxide for the soul.
The woman who is my best friend, my teacher, my everything: Mom.
I have become a trailblazer for my destiny, the entrepreneur of my fate.
