Hi, I’m Margalita

I’m so glad you’ve found your way here—though I wish it were under different circumstances.

I have been where you are.
I am a Catholic woman, originally from the Caribbean, who prayed, waited, and trusted for years—believing with all my heart that God would one day bless me with the gift of motherhood after leading me to the man I would marry. When I finally became pregnant, I thought my long season of waiting was over.

Then, the unthinkable happened.
  I miscarried. And everything changed.

In that moment, I felt utterly abandoned. Forgotten. Betrayed.
I questioned everything—my body, my identity, and even my relationship with the God I had trusted so deeply. It felt like I was walking through a dark tunnel with no light in sight. Numbness set in, and nothing made sense anymore.

But slowly, almost like whispers in the darkness, the verses I had tucked away in my heart began to surface:

• “For I know the plans I have for you … plans to give you hope and a future.” (Jeremiah 29:11)

• “All the days ordained for me were written in Your book before one of them came to be.” (Psalm 139:16)

I began to recite these verses over and over again, sometimes while singing worship songs through tears, other times simply holding myself in a self-hug. These scriptures became my lifeline. They were the tiny specks of light guiding me through the darkness of miscarriage.

It was in those moments that my relationship with God began to mend. I realized that no one but Him could fully restore me, and I had to entrust even my deepest ache—the desire for motherhood—into His hands.

One day, in prayer, I asked the Lord how He would fulfill His plan for me as a mother. In the stillness, He revealed that He would give me the children He wanted me to mother, in His way and in His time. They would never truly “belong” to me, but to Him—and I was simply called to be a vessel of His love and care.

That truth changed everything.
My outlook shifted. My prayers changed. I began to pray not just for “my” child, but for the children God, in His wisdom, would entrust to my husband and me.

Today, by the grace of God, we are the parents of twin girls through adoption. And I marvel at His goodness. Truly, He has made everything beautiful in His time (Ecclesiastes 3:11).

My sister, I don’t know what God’s plan for your motherhood journey looks like. But I do know this: miscarriage does not have to have the last word.

Allow His grace to enter the deepest places of your grief, to meet your longing for motherhood, and to gently begin the work of healing. Whatever His plan may be, it will ultimately be for His glory.

Every child He entrusts into our care—whether through birth, adoption, spiritual motherhood, or another path—belongs to Him first and always.

You are not forgotten.
You are not abandoned.
And God’s story for your life is not finished.

Through my journey of wrestling with loss and rediscovering God in my pain, I slowly reclaimed something I thought was gone for good—peace, joy, and a renewed connection to the One who never stopped holding me, loving me.

Now, I offer that same space to you.

No woman is ever prepared for the ache of losing a baby. None of us planned for this heartbreak. Miscarriage can feel like standing in a silent, empty room—
where the echo of what could have been fills the air.
But even here, you are not alone.
I will walk with you through this valley of tears toward the light of hope. Towards the God who longs to make you whole again.

“The feeling remains that God is on the journey, too.” St. Teresa of Avila

Education

-Bachelor’s degree in Psychology and Theology, Loyola University, Chicago

-Master of Science in Clinical Mental Health and Pastoral Counseling, Neumann University, Aston, PA

Certifications and Training

Trauma-Focused Cognitive Behavioral Therapy, Grief and Bereavement Counseling

Perinatal Loss: Clinical and Supportive Care, Postpartum Depressive Disorders from Postpartum Support International