If you asked me ten years ago what I thought my life would look like today, it would look absolutely nothing like what I expected. About eleven years ago, I thought I had it all together. I had the husband, the dream job at a marketing firm downtown, the baby, the house. It fit into my perfect little adult box.
In 2008, I acted on an even bigger dream and started my design business. I had it made and was completely in control. Little did I know that a couple years later, I was on the brink of an uphill battle -- a nightmare
I often judged from the outside in.
On a mundane, lifeless Monday evening and just shy of our ten-year anniversary, my husband decided he was done with our marriage. My cookie-cutter life was over. That pretty vow renewal Pinterest board was no longer useful. The picket fence was shattered. It was the beginning of a refining process I never asked for.
And now in hindsight, I believe it was the catalyst to more personal and spiritual growth than I ever imagined. God does have a way of turning the bad into good. It almost doesn’t make sense in this world. But freedom and redemption were never quite supposed to make much earthly sense.
And you know what? In that season, I also learned how to keep my bills in line, how to conquer my fear of interstate driving, how to serve some juicy meals on the table by 5:30pm (most days), how to say "No," and how to be ok with not being everyone’s perfect fit….because before, I didn’t do much of that in my cookie-cutter, people-pleasing, untainted life.
Today, I am just shy of my first anniversary with the man who was a vessel to my healing, a daughter with a lighter pep to her step, my active as ever little kindergarten dude, and grace displayed in the most unexpected ways towards my first husband.
After using every little muscle I could to keep my business afloat during that refining season, I have found a new sense of purpose for my work.
You wanna know what drives me? Making people feel less alone. Not only in their business journey, but in life’s journey where sometimes our only friend is our MacBook, a latte - and the random Bachelor binge. (I confess).
There are no secrets anymore. There’s no more keeping the trade secrets to myself or leaving out the dirty parts of my story. Because in the end, being an open book is the only way we’ll thrive. Our journey is rarely about ourselves, but about the people who are stronger because of it.