This journey began at the front desk of an adult medicine department, watching my mother downstairs in the mental health department give everything she had to her clients—with barely time for lunch. When she opened her own practice, I saw her struggle with the systems meant to support her. That’s when I knew: I’d learn the ins and outs of billing, credentialing, and compliance so our frontline healers could focus on care, not chaos.

This gallery reflects that journey—from daughter to advocate, from confusion to clarity, from one provider’s challenge to a mission of support.