Wow! its been 4 years since my last post. I can’t explain why I took so long to blog again. I could easily say life happened and although vey true life did happen I honestly shouldn’t have stopped sharing. My initial goal was to share my day to day, dating in your 40’s experiences (comical to say the least), OOTD, and my current beauty finds. About two weeks ago I took a trip to Florida to visit my cousin who’s more like the sister I never had. It was quite healing. There is something to be said about the Florida air and good genuine company. Recently I’m feeling as if i’m at a crossroads. Let me catch you up. My son Jacob is a senior in highschool and will be starting college this fall. He’s my everything and my life has always been centered around him. Also work is work. I’m feeling a little stagnate lately. Im trying to reconnect to my passions and to be honest i’m feeling a bit lost. However; during this trip, I was reminded of my strengths and my inner voice. Why wasn’t I sharing it with the world? Could my inner voice be helpful? Could it offer hope? Am I enough to make a positive change? What can I add to an overly saturated beauty and fashion industry? Heck we all have unique gifts that we can share with the world but somehow we allow fear to take over. Thats not our purpose in this world . We are meant to share that creativity and gifts with the rest of the world. So why did I stop? Did I lack passion or was it fear? I would have to go with fear. Fear of not being accepted or good enough. Fear has without a doubt crippled me not only with starting my blog but with life in general. Ive been standing in my own way. I’m not for everyone and thats ok. I invite you on this journey of doing what you have always wanted to do. What’s crippling you from being your best and truest self? Have you spent time reconnecting to your inner voice? Have you listened? Remember an idea no matter how great it is remains just an idea until theres some action behind it. So come on lets do this!!
Coming To A Close
As a lot of us are celebrating the end of another year what are some of the things that you wish you could have done differently? What are the lessons learned? I know for me I want to grow in my faith and relationship with God. I’ve been so preoccupied with me that I haven’t given time to him. Then I wonder where he is when life gets hard. The question I need to ask is where am I? I want to be more responsible in 2019 and I want to continue to grow in all the areas of my life. I want to be present and no longer live in my past or worry about the future. This is an expensive way of living because you miss opportunities when living in the past, and you don’t enjoy the present moment when worrying about the future. I will no longer rob myself. I will no longer live with the anxiety of what will be tomorrow. I want to be more consistent with my blog and instagram. As a matter of fact please go follow me @marle1704. As I sit here and reflect 2018 has been a year of ups and downs but it’s also been the year that I finally took that first step out of fear to start my Instagram and Blog. I’m proud of that and thankful for that opportunity. In closing thank you 2018 for teaching me to love myself, to forgive myself and to trust the journey . What lessons are you thankful for in 2018? What will you change in 2019?
Getting back to me!
Well it’s been a while since I’ve last posted. Besides everyday life I really don’t have an excuse. I’ve definitely thought about it but my motivation wasn’t there. So what changed today? I made a conscious decision to give back to me. You can say I got up and took some action. Writing makes me happy so why not do it? A lot of times we as women sacrifice ourselves for our children, significant others, friends, family, and work. If we don’t we feel guilty. Ladies we need to be happy. I’m not talking about superficial happiness but deep down soul happiness. How do we get there? We’ve been trained that people, status, material goods are the links to happiness and although it may make us smile it doesn’t last. We become dependent on these people or things and when it’s gone our life feels over. We may get that new bag and be happy that day but what happens? We end up wanting more bags because we are filling that void with temporary gratification. I don’t know about you but I want more. I want to be true to who I am and not to what is expected of me. How will I get there? I have a couple of ideas. I plan on really searching within myself and asking God to guide me. I truly believe that the first step is to make the decision and the next step is to act. I’m writing because that truly makes my soul happy. That is just one thing. I plan on searching for more and giving more to me. Love starts with you. I challenge you to take this journey with me. What will you do to make your soul happy?
Your more than enough!
Have you ever felt not good enough, not pretty enough, not skinny or smart enough? I have and for such a long time I believed those lies. I let other people’s opinions define who I thought I was. It wasn’t until last year after facing a pretty scary diagnosis that I’ll share eventually did I not really learn who I am and what I am capable of. Our happiness and love starts within us. We have to love ourselves first and know that we are valuable and enough. Just because a relationship fails it doesn’t mean we weren’t enough. It means that the relationship or whatever situation that ended served its purpose. God wants the best for us. It took a very long time for me to finally understand that. Trying to negotiate with God got me no where. I had to surrender my will and that’s where the true power and healing is at. In surrendering to God I trusted him with my life. How liberating is that? You see no man nor material gains can sustain your happiness. Learn to be happy by knowing who you are as a person. Love yourself, learn from your experiences, be gentle with yourself, and trust God through your journey. You are more than enough!!
The Journey Begins
Thanks for joining me!
Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton

