2013 was the year my life changed forever. I received the exciting news that I was preparing to become a mother for the first time.

I remember my pregnancy well. Like many women, I remember the discomforts that came with pregnancy. But what I remember even more are the incredible moments—the first flutters as my daughter nestled comfortably in my womb, watching my body change as she grew, and the overwhelming anticipation of becoming her mother.

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I also remember coming to terms with the reality that while my unborn daughter naturally became the focus of everyone around me, I often felt like an afterthought during one of the most exciting, yet physically and emotionally demanding, seasons of my life.

I am a firm believer that you will always receive what you need in perfect timing. I remember how one person made me feel by simply taking the time to intentionally pour into me. This one woman’s act of selflessness and kindness made me feel valued, loved, celebrated, and beautiful which meant the world to me considering that my clothing size had now doubled, feet were swollen, and I was experiencing fairly consistent aches and pain for the sake of this beautiful new life.

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2014 was the year that my life would no longer be the same after giving birth to my oldest daughter. Fast forward 8 years, I was saying the same thing, just a different story. On February 20, 2021, I found out that my husband and I would now be expecting our first child together. As I began to take the necessary steps to offer our baby the best experience in my womb, I nervously and anxiously awaited our first appointment which would also be the moment that we would witness the evidence of life. Unfortunately, I had to go in a few days earlier as a result of spotting. Instead of receiving what our hearts anticipated, we received news that there was no evidence of life...nothing. The journey, our journey, my journey began.

In March 2021, we miscarried. As I navigated grief, I also struggled to embrace uncertainty. Daily, I found myself teetering between faith and not knowing if I will ever be able to conceive again; if I will be able to carry a baby full-term and if I will be able to deliver a healthy and whole baby...All while reflecting on the evidence that all things are possible such as conceiving, carrying, and birthing a beautiful girl....an awe-inspiring experience as a first-time mom in 2014. It is clear to me that I had to make my own deposit, navigating this journey of grief and uncertainty in order to effectively serve other amazing women and moms along this same or similar journey.

But Joy comes in the morning! On March 23, 2022, I found out that I was pregnant, again. Additionally, I received a revelation. In that moment, I was led to pick up an old journal which I documented my experience just one year prior. As I flipped through the pages, I stopped on March 23, 2021. On that day, I was dissolving the very thing I thought I would give life to. In that moment, I realized something I will never forget. Exactly one year later on the very day, I was preparing to birth something great. During this time, I was also preparing to completely rebrand, including the name. Every part of my journey was intentional. I was preparing to birth two promises, my rainbow baby and my business, Revive 3·23.

 

As I reflect on those years, I realize God wasn't simply preparing me to become a mother. He was preparing me to build something that would serve women in every season of life.

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God remained faithful. Although the journey brought unexpected challenges, including a high-risk pregnancy and a premature delivery, He blessed our family with our beautiful rainbow baby. That season reminded me that restoration doesn't always happen the way we expect, but God's faithfulness remains constant through every chapter. Looking back, I can clearly see that while He was growing my family, He was also growing my purpose.

 

REVIVE was born through my personal journey, but it has grown far beyond my story. Today, REVIVE is a place where women can receive exceptional clinical care, experience meaningful community, participate in restorative gatherings, embrace personal growth, and remember they were never created to simply survive.

 

Every conversation, every gathering, every therapy session, and every experience is rooted in one belief: women deserve spaces where they feel seen, supported, valued, and restored.

 

Whether you are navigating motherhood, career transitions, relationship challenges, grief, anxiety, burnout, or simply searching for a place where you belong, my hope is that you find more than services here.

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I hope you find hope.

 

I hope you find community.

 

I hope you find restoration.

 

Most of all, I hope you remember what God has reminded me throughout every season of my life:

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You were born to LIVE, not just exist.

 

Welcome to REVIVE.

 

I'm so glad you are here.

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Love and Light,

Joí Iman Gresham, LICSW-S

Founder, REVIVE 3·23