Welcome to A Heart Rearranged
Where Grief Meets Grace, and Broken Hearts Find Hope

My name is Necole, and this is my sacred space for storytelling, soul-work, and survival.

I’m a mother, a daughter, a sister, a niece, a cousin, and a suicide loss survivor. I’m currently working toward my degree in Psychology, focusing on crisis counseling - a path shaped by both personal experience and a deep desire to help someone the way I wish someone was there for my bother. I also work as an administrative assistant at Bama Bed and Breakfast, where I’ve found not just a job, but a work family that has truly changed my life. I believe with my whole heart that the right people can make all the difference, and I am grateful to have found mine.

At my core, I’m learning how to breathe through the ache of grief, the weight of anxiety, the silence of depression, and the unraveling that comes with deep loss. I am learning how to live with a heart that remembers what it has lost and still dares to beat with hope.

A Heart Rearranged was born from the pieces I’ve been gathering - shards of sorrow, flickers of hope, memories that ache, and words that ultimately do heal. Here, I write not to fix what’s broken, but to honor it. To tell the truth about what it means to keep going when someone you love doesn’t. The struggle to be a mother while mourning. To rebuild a life when the blue print no longer makes sense.

This isn’t a place for polished perfection. It’s a place for the raw, the tender, and the real. For those navigating the quiet, sacred battles no one sees. For those whose hearts have been shattered - and slowly, painfully, beautifully - stitched back together, but still rearranged.

If you’ve ever felt like your grief was too big, your questions too heavy, your healing too slow - please know: you are not alone here. Your heart has a home.

I’m thankful you are here. I hope you stay a while. And maybe we can learn how to live with a heart rearranged, together.