My Story
She Got Vision
I grew up as the only girl in a home with my dad and older brother, where massage became a natural way of caring for the people I loved. I used my hands to help my father through slipped discs and lung cancer, and later relied on that same instinct during my time in foster care. Early on, I learned that if I wanted stability, I had to create it myself. By 15, I lost my father and the sense of security he left behind. With little guidance and limited options, I entered the military at 17. The years that followed brought their own set of challenges- war, homelessness, setbacks, and moments where my past closed doors before I could even reach them. Still, I kept going, determined to build something better.
She Got Ambition
When the VA finally gave me room to breathe and rebuild, I chose peace. I chose healing. I chose massage school, where my abilities felt natural and intuitive, even as my background made certain opportunities harder to access. Instead of waiting to be picked, I created my own path. I built "She Got Hands" from the ground up while still in school. Today, my clients are the family I found along the way- people who see me, believe in me, and receive the full care of someone who has fought to stand where she stands today. I'm even thankful for the doubt I experienced, because it fueled my determination. I was never broken- I was simply overlooked. Now I intend to shine. My hands have carried me through every stage of my life, and now I use them to bring healing, peace, and genuine care to everyone who trusts me.