There was a time when I sat in my room, barely able to get out of bed, worrying incessantly about how I was going to do it. I was ruining my life by wallowing in the depression that comes with a major life change. I wanted the change, badly, but was not prepared for the feelings of failure, the berating of myself for allowing me to get in that situation and the total loss of how to proceed following the blow up. I was a horrible mother, almost lost this business and lost a lot of friends along the way. It was a dark time that seemed to go on forever.
But, eventually, one small step at time, I started to climb out of it. One day I set the goal to go on a walk with my children. Another I would aim to complete one post for this blog in a professional manner, instead of slap-sticking it together to meet the bare minimum. Another day I would get down on the floor and let the dogs jump all over me. Slowly but surely I came back to life. I started to figure out this single motherhood, work from home, rebuilding my life thing.
Almost three years later I almost cry sometimes at what I have managed to do. Not only have I become a mother that I can say is an improved version, but my business is doing well and my life is just about exactly the way I want it. I have amazing friends, an unwavering and loving family and a self-confidence that was lacking the entire marriage and divorce.
I am the very first one to say that I did not do it on my own. None of this is a solo performance. Even my children, as young as they are, were instrumental in being loving and supportive in their own ways. When people compliment the things I have done, I am quick to say that God, friends and family are the ones to be impressed with. I am the first to know that I am beyond blessed to be in the position to be a single mom, working from home, able to provide for my family.
But… as arrogant as it might come across to other people and as non- PC as it may be, I do have to admit too that I am SO PROUD of myself!!
I am proud of myself for getting out of that bed and back into life, no matter how long it took.
I am proud of myself for not letting single motherhood smother me, but uplift me.
I am proud of myself for opening myself up to advice and listening to what I knew would help, even if I didn’t want to.
I am proud of myself for making things a priority, like my kids, my house and myself, instead of letting myself sink into the struggle of making it.
I am proud of myself for busting the image of the single mom to smithereens and accomplishing way more than anyone in ‘society’ thinks is possible.
I am proud of myself for proving to my daughters that women can live wonderful lives and happy lives without the presence of a man.
I am proud of myself for following my words with actions.
I am proud of myself for letting myself be proud.
There is so much more to do to improve who I want to be. I pray my business continues to grow and that people find value in what I do. I pray that my children continue to thrive in kindness and love for others as they turn into beautiful young ladies. I pray that I continue to meet amazing people in my personal life and in my professional endeavors. I pray that whatever is in front of my, good or bad, that I am able to endure it and continue to grow as a person.
I pray that I am always humble enough to remember that I am blessed… no matter what happens.
I don’t think moms and women give themselves enough credit sometimes. We are supposed to be giving and humble and not brag. But we accomplish so much and should share our pride! I want to know what YOU are proud of!! What have you accomplished that makes that smile grow and that chest pop out! Please share it all below!