How did I get here?
Looking back at your path can be a very rewarding exercise. It wasn’t that long ago that I lived in a different city, had a different marital status and had a different career.
So how did I get here?
The short answer is SUPPORT and a ton of it. I allowed myself to look within and to reach out for support. I spent a lot of my life worried about other’s opinion of me. I allowed it to shape me and all my decisions. I thought I had the perfect life or at least the appearance of a perfect life.
Five years ago, I picked myself up and left the home where I spent over 20 years raising my kids and building a life with my then husband. It wasn’t easy leaving and it wasn’t easy to stay away but I did it. I listened to a tiny whisper that told me there was something missing; something better and most importantly that voice told me I deserved better. I told myself the truth about what was really going between those four walls. I didn’t know what lay ahead of me only that I had to find out.