21… I remember turning 21 like it was yesterday. So much hope, (fill in the rest)
21; the age that I began working in an industry that I love.
21; the age my oldest son was when he finally began to enter remission from cancer.
21; the age my middle son joined the army.
21; the amount of years I was married before a much needed divorce.
21; the age that my sister’s 14 year battle with addiction began. I remember going to her 21st birthday and meeting her then boyfriend, who was the catalyst to her sinking into a cycle of addiction. Tragically, she passed away unexpectedly in 2019, leaving behind a 1 year old baby girl.
21;the amount of years I built a career with a company that I loved before I was laid off during a global pandemic.
2021… the year I took the leap to embrace entrepreneurship, independence and the unknown to go “all-in”, after experiencing great loss and major life changes during a 6 year period; any one of them alone being enough to send a person into a downward spiral and curled up into the fetal position.
Resilience…was I born with it? Maybe a little?
Moreso, it was forged from the fire. Baptism by fire. Because life happens, unexpectedly. And no amount of planning or perfectionism can protect you from the great curveballs of fire that life hurls at you.
What have I learned? SO much. If you can relate, I’d love to connect with you.