About the Author

After losing my husband of 25 years, I found myself standing in unfamiliar shoes—grieving, parenting, and now navigating finances I’d never had to carry alone. Chuck had always handled that side of our lives, and I was grateful he did.


I never expected to be a widow at 45. And yet, here I was—with our daughter, Pailyn, still needing her mom to be whole.


In that season of heartbreak and uncertainty, I cried out to God more than I ever had before. And I believe it was the Holy Spirit who first stirred my conviction about Bitcoin. I didn’t understand it yet—but I trusted the nudge, and then set out to validate it.

What gave me space to grieve, to be present, and to rebuild without fear?
Bitcoin.

Because Chuck had life insurance. Because I listened to that conviction. Because I took a leap and shifted to a Bitcoin standard. Because I stopped measuring wealth in dollars and started measuring it in time and peace of mind.

In the months that followed, I paid off vehicles, covered a heavy tax burden, and took care of every bill, birthday, and grocery run. I haven’t earned an income in nearly a year—and yet today, I have more than I started with. 
God is faithful—and sound money reflects His order.


Bitcoin didn’t save me. But God used it to give me breathing room.
- It gave me time.
- It gave me space to be a mom and to heal.
- It gave me clarity, 
and oddly enough a kind of frugality I never expected—the kind that comes with conviction, not scarcity.

And now, it’s given me the vision—and freedom—to share this book with you.

Chuck would be proud.