A story in reverse.

I have two beautiful babies. One was given to me straight out of the gate. The other popped up on our radar during the second ultrasound. I don’t know who was there first, but my heart knows that the second was gifted to me by the powers above. 

They are the joys of all joy. My dreams are reflected in their eyes. My failings, only more obvious. 

365 to shift. To show them what possibility looks like — what perseverance feels like. What a human is capable of if they truly love.

I got hitched. To a man I knew for a few decades. A man who set the bar for all others before and after. A man who made big promises. A man who struggles to follow through. He loves — but doesn’t know what sacrifice looks like. I hope to teach him. I hope to be his example too.

365 to shift. To become the person I lost after saying ‘I do”. To fight for myself. To prove that I am still in there. 

I left my previous life. For the two reasons above. I do not regret, I merely was not prepared for this version of me. 

I was a lover of knowledge, the body, travel, new experiences, self-care, big projects, collaboration, design.

I imagined possibility, invested in adventure, and tackled my unknown…my yet-to-be-tried.

I adored to cook, and entertain, and celebrate. The bigger the better. All were welcome.

At times, I would push myself into the uncomfortable (because that’s where real change happens), would seek out help from some brilliant minds to assist me with my gaps, and (hopefully) empowered those around me with what I had learned.

None of this I do now.

365 to shift — Enter Project 42.