May 8, 2018 was my due date for my first pregnancy. On that date I was entering my second trimester with my son, unknowingly facing the loss of that pregnancy in only a few weeks.
May 2019 I was just cleared from being monitored for cancer, a few months into my “What Now?” Journey, unsure of trying to conceive again after 3 losses and starting to see other potential futures for myself.
May 2020 I was navigating divorce, living alone for the first time, in quarantine, healing, growing, and figuring out what next steps looked like for me.
May 2021 I was living in my new house I designed and built, had given notice at my job to leave behind my CPA career to become a coach and speaker. I was one month out from my first bodybuilding competition.
May 8, 2022 I’m continuing to face new challenges, learn, and grow. I’m building my business, may be close to getting answers on health struggles I’ve been trying to treat for ~ two years now, and am moving forward in my relationship with plans to move in the next two months and turn my house into an investment property.
When I built and moved into my house in October 2020, I did not think I would move out less than two years later. I initially had resistance to the idea because I love my house so much, but now I find myself overjoyed and full of gratitude to be moving in with a partner who loves, respects, values, and appreciates me, is committed to our growth, and is my biggest cheerleader in anything I do.
When I lost my first pregnancy in September 2017, I could never have imagined this future for myself. For starters, I never saw myself divorced or doing anything other than accounting for a career. I laugh a bit to myself and sigh when I remember the girl that always had life mapped out and believed everything would happen just so.
When we become fixated on making life look a certain way we miss out on all the other opportunities and potential. I missed out on so much in my 20’s living life in a way that I thought would bring me to a certain outcome “one day” instead of actually asking myself if I was enjoying the journey.
I hope you’re enjoying your journey. Because “one day” may never come. So live your best life today, and work one step at a time towards your bigger dreams while being open to the possibility that your truest success story may not look anything like you think it will right now.
Believe Grow Glow 
So true Jenn.
I think sometimes we resist believing “It’s all good” – no matter what we go through, no matter what we experience, no matter how much pain we might endure – it’s all good. When we can finally let our guard down and trust in that truth – It’s all good – we finally get to experience how truly awesome it is.
You being vulnerable and sharing your joys and challenges helps us all!
Scott ________________________________
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Thanks Scott 🙂 I agree, it’s sometimes our resistance to reality, because of our own belief in what ‘should’ be, that causes us more distress than the occurrences of events themselves.
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