This is my story. One of love, loss and the healing that followed.

Hi, I’m Brianna.

I created Bloom In Process because I needed it.

After losing my son, navigating recovery and learning to live again - I realized something:

Healing doesn’t follow a straight line.

It grows in the cracks.

It blooms in the messy.

It breathes in the quiet.

And slowly, I began too as well.

If you’re walking through grief, recovery, or just trying to love yourself again -

You’re not alone.

Here, I create gentle tools for others like me.

For the ones still blooming.

For the ones who’ve been through the fire and are learning to soften anyway.

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My Journey, In Chapters

Grief & the Loss of My Son

In August 2017, we lost our Sweet Baby Carter - my forever four-month-old. His big brother was only three but adored him deeply and always called him “Baby Carter.”

His nursery was filled with elephants - gentle reminders of strength and memory.

At his memorial, a large orange butterfly fluttered around me, then landed softly on his table. That moment changed me.

Years before, I’d gotten a butterfly tattoo with no real reason why.

After that day, I understood - he’d been with me all along.

Welcoming a Rainbow

In 2021, our rainbow baby, Chloe, arrived - full of fire, light, and energy.

Her laughter brought joy back into our home.
But her arrival also stirred something deeper -
a well of anxiety, unspoken fear, and waves of unprocessed grief.

Grief doesn’t vanish.
It evolves with us.

Mental Health & Recovery

I live with anxiety, panic disorder, and ADHD.
Some days are slow. Some feel like too much.

For a season, alcohol became my coping tool.
After just a year of daily drinking, I started to see the signs — withdrawals, abnormal lab results and fear I couldn’t ignore.

I asked for help.

And I began again.

Healing doesn’t always look pretty.

But it’s honest. And it’s mine.