Don't put your 🔑 key to happiness in someone else's pocket.
8 years ago on this day.. I remember it.
Easton rolled over for the first time. It was my mothers birthday. I just moved back home and was starting over after my marriage ended.
I remember sitting in that basement apartment feeling like a big failure and didn’t know where my life would end up. After all… 27, and back at ground zero was something I hadn’t planned. Single parenting wasn’t in the cards either. The reality is sometimes the life we have planned doesn't work out.
I remember not really knowing MYSELF. Not knowing who I was or what made ME happy. After all, my identity was sort of wrapped up in a small child, being a new single mother, and being part of an other half. Oddly "buying things" was a bandaid solution to being a tiny bit happy. Oddly enough I needed to spend some time ALONE to find myself again.
I knew that most of my transformation needed to happen WITHIN.... A transformation that cannot be seen.
Kind of crazy that 8 years later... I'm on a "mat leave", and I will be dropping the key off, and getting ready to move into our new castle. Our new home. Abundantly blessed.
I learned a VERY valuable lesson in these 7 years... A relationship, A home, possessions, 👉other people, your spouse, your children, cannot make you TRULY HAPPY. You must look WITHIN. You must dig deep. You must embrace those setbacks and struggles. You must rise above and create this grander vision for yourself, and be disciplined every day to make your dreams and your OWN happiness become a reality😉
Never put the key to your happiness in anyone else's pocket. Your life. Your future. You are the one wearing the pants 😉