About Now.

Every 13 years since I was born, a broken promise has inverted the reality of life as I know it, unmoored all I hold true, canceled whatever future l've worked toward, forcing me to reimagine life, and start over where I stand, with what I've got.

Not all at once, mind you; things take time.

Before Life Uncommon became the name I gave the flagship of Companies borne of my 2015 marriage, ten years sober, it was the song that saved my life while I picked up its pieces in 2005— getting sober, starting over, and imagining a new forever when my broken promise canceled the future as-planned.

At 26, I broke a promise I didn’t know I couldn’t keep, that I wouldn’t get drunk when I’d already had a drink, and the song Life Uncommon reconnected a line to my Mom, gone dormant when Male Headship became the axis of my life at 13, with her broken promise we’d beat Cancer like last time, when she died on Dad’s weekend.

The company Life Uncommon was born after I recognized its lyrics almost eerily described my vision for a different kind of company in the Addiction Treatment space, and understood creating OP services the status quo excluded as a matter of form in 2015, and CA Law came to require of providers in 2022 was “the next right thing.”

I don’t know whether it’s a fact most new businesses fail in the first five years or just commonly said, like “never trust a partner with a majority,” but it’s a fact that’s exactly the kind of thing I’ve challenged at every opportunity since the Law became the dream that died with my Mom in a word, “impossible” in August ‘92.

Suing myself on principle is the most “me” thing I’ve ever done, and when my husband Mark delivered the news it was over— I collapsed in his arms and exhaled, “I trained my whole life for that.”

I didn’t know what it was, but I knew that much was true, and truth would be what remained when I reconciled the dissonance between my lived experience, and the record of my first five years as Mrs. having recognized my outsider-seat in the C-Suite of SoCal Addiction Treatment compelled me to the ranks of Female Founders in lieu of Lawyer-Moms.

When I started building without “Operation Self-Destruct” in my back pocket for the first time since 6/17/1991, writing talents and an understanding of my privilege among women were about the extent of what I had to work with, so I honed my craft on vulnerability with my truth in experiences with abusive male power, control, and dominance.

Life Uncommon embarked on a mission to lead change by example, exclusively providing OP services excluded by the status quo and set the benchmark for offering higher-intensity services at the capacity for equitable public/private Addiction Treatment care, which Life Uncommon achieved in 2018.

More than a year after Defense Counsel parlayed 51% of Life Uncommon to 100% with its Controller as proxy, rendering my disablement and dependence on my abuser on Life Uncommon’s behalf, its partnership was rescinded by the Court, restoring LU to me as ashes and liabilities.