This time last year, I worked in two locations, driving 90 miles between them. I split my week between two homes – one with my mom and one with my partner. I struggled with not being able to get pregnant. I felt pudgy and out of shape due to changes in lifestyle and some medication I took to help me get pregnant. I lamented over some things I couldn’t control, even though I knew better. I mean, I tell clients all the time to let go of what they can’t control.
Sometimes it’s hard to follow my own advice.
At some point in January of this year, I worked on it, though. Letting go of what I couldn’t control. Stopped the crazy medication, started up the exercise and running program again, started a new business with the goal of getting into one location only. Let go of “trying” to get pregnant.
As I write this, I can hear my son’s cooing and gurgling as he’s trying to wake up. He was born 7 weeks ago. I work in one location. I successfully sold the business that’s 90 miles away from the home I share with my now-husband.
I really believe that in letting go of trying to control things I had no control over anyway, I relaxed enough to let mother nature take over… to let creativity and imagination work.
I am not sure what this personal blog will include. Not sure about offering up my raw prose (and sometimes poetry) to the world. But I know I’ve the fire to write something somewhere.
So here’s where I begin… at the end of a year full of blessings.