If I could go back and tell my younger self one thing, it would be this:
✨ Life is not a destination; it’s a journey. And the key is to be present and intentional on that journey. ✨
For so long, I believed I had to do it all. I had to be the business owner who had everything under control, the wife who never needed a break, the housekeeper who kept things spotless, and the mom who balanced it all effortlessly. I carried the weight of thinking that asking for help meant I wasn’t enough. That if I just worked a little harder, slept a little less, and sacrificed a little more, I would finally feel like I had arrived.
But here’s the truth I wish I had known sooner: there is no finish line. There is no singular moment where we finally have it all figured out. Life is fluid, always shifting, always inviting us to evolve. And the moments we often rush through—the in-between, the seemingly small things—those are the very moments that matter the most.
I used to think strength meant independence. That I had to be the one to carry it all, to juggle every responsibility with grace and ease. But now I know that allowing others to support me doesn’t just lighten my load. It gives them the joy of being part of my journey, of contributing, of sharing in the experience. When we let people in, we create deeper connections, stronger relationships, and a life filled with more meaning.
I’ve learned to pause, to take in the moment, and to truly appreciate the path I’m on. Because life isn’t about reaching a final destination; it’s about the moments that make up the journey. It’s about the laughter shared over morning coffee, the quiet victories that no one else sees, the lessons learned in the struggles, and the beauty in asking for help when we need it.
If I could sit with my younger self, I’d tell her: You don’t have to have all the answers. You don’t have to be everything to everyone. You are enough exactly as you are.
And now, I’ll ask you:
If you could go back and tell your younger self one thing, what would it be?
