I’m a 52-year-old New Yorker with a heart as big as the Empire State Building. For the past five years, I’ve been a caregiver to my beloved father in North Carolina, a role that’s been both challenging and deeply rewarding. He was my rock, my close friend, and my biggest cheerleader. Losing him was like losing a piece of myself, but his belief in me continues to fuel my determination.

Before stepping into the world of caregiving, I spent years in the banking industry, offering customer service with a smile on my face. But life had other plans for me, and it led me down a path of self-discovery and resilience.

After getting divorced and not having my own children, I found solace in writing. I poured my heart and soul into “Not Your Average Jo” with the intention of inspiring and healing those who are facing the same situations of abuse. My experience is a tribute to the strength of determination and the enduring resilience of the human spirit. Read my story and be inspired.