Welcome to Her Healing Haven, my safe place where I blog and find solace. Her Healing Haven is meant to empower women on their path toward healing. In a world where the hustle and bustle often drowns out our inner voices, this blog aims to be a place of hope and resilience. The sole motive behind relaunching my blog, Her Healing Haven is to create a space where every woman feels seen, heard, and valued. Whether you are navigating the complexities of emotional recovery, striving to break free from past traumas, or simply looking for daily inspiration, this blog is here to remind you that you are not alone. Each post is crafted with care and empathy, drawing from a wealth of experiences and knowledge to help you discover your own strength and courage. I invite you to explore, engage, and embark on your personal journey of healing with me. While you’re here, remember to explore my collection of books, which are valuable resources to accompany you on your healing and growth journey.
-Shell
There Is No Co-Parenting — It’s Mom-Parenting
The author reflects on the challenges of solo parenting after divorce, emphasizing that co-parenting often feels like “mom-parenting” when fathers are absent. The narrative highlights that true parenting involves consistent, hands-on engagement, contrasting with those who only sporadically participate. The author shares personal experiences regarding their father’s inconsistency and ultimate decline. They stress the importance…
Inward: Where My Peace Lives
The author reflects on their journey towards self-acceptance and the realization that true safety lies in solitude. Past experiences have shaped their perspective on relationships, leading to a commitment to protect their peace. They recognize the need for energetic boundaries and prioritize their inner voice over external opinions. Celebrating personal victories privately, they focus on…
The Season of Letting Go
Lately, the rain has been my soundtrack. No television. No phone buzzing. Just me, the steady rhythm of raindrops, and my thoughts. My kids are gone. The house is quiet. For the first time in a long time, I’ve been able to hear myself think. And somewhere between the thunder and the silence, I realized…
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