Finding My Voice After the Interruption
Finding Freedom and Faith in the Silence: Why I Wrote Interrupted Prayers
I did not write Interrupted Prayers to relive my pain. I wrote it because silence was costing me my peace.
For years, my prayers were sincere, yet often interrupted—by fear, trauma, unanswered questions, and memories I desperately tried to bury. I learned early how to survive without speaking, how to smile while hurting, and how to move forward while pieces of myself were still broken. What I didn’t realize then was that unspoken pain does not disappear; it waits.
Interrupted Prayers was never about exposing wounds for storytelling. It was about truth. About naming what happened, acknowledging what was lost, and honoring the parts of me that endured more than they should have. I wrote the book to make sense of my journey and because I knew my story was not meant to end in silence.
As I wrote, I discovered something powerful: healing does not begin when the pain ends—it begins when the truth is spoken. Each page became a conversation I had never been allowed to have. Each chapter gave language to emotions I once believed I had to carry alone. Writing forced me to confront memories I avoided and to see myself not just as a survivor, but as someone worthy of joy, faith, and restoration.
The greatest gift of writing Interrupted Prayers was freedom: freedom from shame, freedom from self-blame, and freedom from the belief that my past defined my future. I learned that my prayers were never unanswered—they were being answered in ways I could not yet understand. God was working to heal me and prepare me to help others. What once felt like brokenness became purpose; what once felt like loss became testimony.
This book gave me my voice back. It reminded me that my story mattered long before anyone read it. And in releasing it into the world, I discovered that healing multiplies when shared. Women began to see themselves in my words, finding courage in chapters that once terrified me to write.
Interrupted Prayers is not just my story. It is proof that even when life disrupts your faith, your innocence, or your sense of safety, God is still present, still working, and still writing something meaningful from what was interrupted.
I wrote this book for myself, but I released it for anyone who has ever whispered a prayer through pain and wondered if God heard them.
He did. And He still does.
