I AM MOVING OUT OF MY MOMS HOUSE!
It’s kind of poetic when I sit back and think about it. This time last year I had lost it all. I was moving out of the home I’d known since I was 21/22 and running back back to my mom who knew how to put me back together or at least give me enough love that I could put myself back together. The last year has been really hard and the constant feelings of failure have been eating me alive. It was hard to reconcile that my life didn’t look the way I had envisioned it at 21 - I wasn’t someone’s mom and I was no longer someone’s wife. I was just, me. I guess all I’m saying is, life has a funny way of working out and I’m really thankful I get the chance to start anew. I have a sneaky suspicion that this chapter may be my best yet!
IF you’d like to get me a lil housewarming gift (I’m starting from super scratch) you can do so here!
I’m so proud of you!