I worked so hard, always focused on the next goal, never pausing to appreciate what I had. There was always some "later" where I thought I'd finally enjoy it. But then, one day, I started losing the things I'd worked for, bit by bit. Watching it all slip away made me realize how much I'd taken for granted. I was so busy working that I'd never really learned how to live. But something shifted in me. I started slowing down and taking a real look at what was still here, right in front of me. I began spending more time with my family, actually being present. I've started cherishing moments with my teenage boy, who has his own world and ideas now, and my toddler, who brings laughter and chaos into the house every day. I feel this new warmth and deep sense of purpose with another baby on the way.

 

I want to share all of this in my blog.

I'm learning to enjoy this life I have right now, not just the life I thought I'd have someday.

Moments with my family mean everything to me, and I can see that this is what I was working for all along. 

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I hope to inspire the other ones with my stories ;)

 

Hugs, SC