About Me
My path to becoming a physical therapist is quite personal. When I was two and a half years old, my father experienced a life-altering accident—he was electrocuted, fell nearly 20 feet, and was left paralyzed from just below the chest down. All of my memories of him are shaped by the life he built after his accident.
Despite the challenges, he lived with remarkable determination and presence. From a wheelchair, he remained fully engaged in our lives—coaching my sisters and me in softball, catching our pitches, hitting us balls, and finding creative ways to stay involved. He taught us how to drive a stick shift car and took pride in the simple rituals, like carefully hand washing and detailing our vehicles. In many ways, his level of involvement surpassed that of others who had no physical limitations.
Equally influential was my mother, whose role as a caregiver demonstrated the quiet strength, patience, and adaptability required to support a loved one through a life changing event. Watching both of my parents shaped not only my perspective on resilience, but also my understanding of how to show up for others with patience, empathy, and consistency.
Those early experiences instilled in me a deep respect for the human body, its capacity to adapt, and the importance of maintaining independence and quality of life. They continue to guide the way I approach my work today—helping others move well, stay active, and live fully, on their own terms.