I had dinner with my good friend, Emily, last night and she was the absolute perfect person to reflect with on the eve of celebrating my fifth year in New York. I was telling her that I used to date from the vantage point of simply dating men based on whether they were OK with…
Death has a way of putting your LIVING into perspective. Tomorrow isn’t promised to ANYONE. But we can’t live under the shadow of death. Our job is to create more light and to shine it even more brightly to honor our loved ones who have gone on before us.
Most of my 2017 was spent as follows: Bed + Tears + Food + Tissues + Sleep + Repeat. I was wading in this emotional swamp because I chose to take on the herculean task of doing something I had never done–grieve the death of my mother. My mother died 34 years ago when I was a toddler. However I’d never given myself the space to mourn her loss until my life forced me to do so.
I was definitely on my Super Mario grind in Year 37. I took huge leaps of faith in my business, I put myself WAY out there to meet new people and build my network, and I took on some of the biggest personal and professional challenges in my life thus far. While those big leaps yielded extraordinary success and access to new avenues of opportunity, they also came with huge learning curves, big losses, and enormous hits to my soul. I was grateful to be at another level of my life, but by the end of 2016, I didn’t want to play anymore.
I had to JUMP because I didn’t want to look back on my life with regret for not leaping into this window of opportunity. I had to JUMP because I wanted to be proud of the woman staring back at me in the mirror every day.
Three years later, I’ve never been more glad that I JUMPED into this chapter of my story.
Will Leah @ 40 or Leah @ 45 be upset that I didn’t make marriage and motherhood more of a priority now? I don’t know. But I can’t build my life today on future regrets that I might not even have.
I had this blog post up for awhile about my transition into New York, but then this little self-doubt gremlin told me to take it down over the summer. (NOTE: If your favorite SoulFlakes posts are now missing, you can blame it on her NOT me!) I was thinking, “People are probably tired of hearing…
At the end of the day, we really don’t need a co-signer. We just need to be the first partaker in our dreams, goals, and action plans.
I just need to be around people who will allow me to try out new ideas and fall flat on my face without judgment.
There’s no honor in the hustle if you aren’t taking care of your most important asset—YOU
Daring to use optimism as a shield against fear, heartbreak, anxiety, and disappointments can be downright insane. Propelling optimism into crucial confrontations is like bringing glitter and sprinkles to a gun fight. Why are people like me still allowed to run rampant in the world?
Leaving your mama’s house, earning a degree, or knowing how to make a dollar do not automatically equip you with the skills to adult. To adult well takes YEARS of practice.