hey there.
From moving to new cities, failing at friendships, financial mistakes, not succeeding in business, changing careers…I know what it’s like to feel like you should have it all together. Like you’re the only 20-30 something struggling? Truth is, we’re all just tryin’ to figure out this thing called being an adult.
With a little grace and courage, you can do anything.
I was a nobody. Just an immigrant kid growing up in small town Ohio. I didn't have big dreams but deep down knew I was made for more. So I packed up our navy Ford Explorer and followed my high school sweetheart to college. I was going to be the first in my family to get my college diploma. The only tragedy? My boyfriend broke up with me a week before classes started. I was crushed.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times
College saw months of tears in my dorm room, not making the volleyball team, the freshman 15, letting go of trying to be popular, finally ending an ongoing unhealthy relationship, and embracing the quirky friends right in front of me.
When I finally met the love of my life, it was like a God written fairy tale (better than The Notebook!). Meeting in London, kissing under the Piccadilly Circus fountain, and Steven saying the three magic words right before I got on an airplane back home. He stole my heart but long distance was a nightmare.
Marriage wasn’t anything like I’d imagine it would be either. Moving to a new city and being a newbie wife, it was painful and tricky. So much laundry. So many bills. And, how the heck were we accumulating so much trash?
I was angry all the time and, gosh, we had zero money or saving.
At least I had my blog to keep me distracted from the mess that was my life. I was 22 and already felt like a failure.
When my blog flopped. I found my sweet spot in the digital coaching industry and worked for a multi-million dollar coaching company. That was my first taste of living the laptop lifestyle. Making money while wearing cozy pjs and a top bun felt like the dream! But in time, I started to get restless and craved the freedom to do my own thing. I mustered up all the courage I had and let go of my comfortable monthly paycheck. I handed in my notice and went full-time in my own business. I was excited/scared/stressed/pumped/thrilled/clueless/etc.
Gosh, I made so many mistakes. Terrible investment, wasted hours, failed passion projects, perfectionist syndrome, & taxes. Don’t get me started on taxes. I’m 100% human. I’m far from perfect. Most nights I just wanted to curl up under my covers and binge watch Gilmore Girls. Ignoring the outside world.
I’ve failed and restarted so many times along the way.
If you’ve made it this far, you know you’re meant for more too. You don’t have to figure it out by yourself. I’m forever grateful for the women and mentors that helped me. I wouldn’t have gotten this far without their late night phone calls, notes of encouragement, and collaboration. Life is a winding rollercoaster. You deserve the freedom, confidence, and purpose I've gained. You only get one shot at this life. Make it the best one.
