Well, I’m older-that’s for sure.
Did I picture this? Honestly, I don’t remember what I thought life would look like back then. I was just cruising, grateful to be alive and doing my best in keeping my daughter alive.
I thought I’d be in a healthier relationship, maybe even with the same person. Instead, I ended up with none. But I’m happier nonetheless. No more fretting about where they are, who they’re talking to, or what I might do next to put the relationship at risk.
I’m bolder now. This site existed years ago, but I was too afraid to hit publish. Always worrying that I was saying the wrong thing, or the right thing in the wrong way. Back then, I wished I could write but never did. Today, I write, post, learn, grow.
I dream bigger. I know now I’m capable of more than I believed a year ago. Some dreams scare me-I fear I may not reach them-but I dream anyway. I dare to want more.
Confidence is loading. A year ago, meetings terrified me. I avoided them, even when I had ideas worth sharing. I still don’t love them-I don’t get the fascination with circling back, sharing screens, and turning on cameras for meetings-but now I attend more confidently. Sometimes, I even run them. Yaay me.
So, is my life what I pictured? Maybe not. But it’s better in ways I couldn’t have imagined. There’s progress. And most importantly-I’m enjoying the process.
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