Old Story

There once was a woman that lived slaved for the man to provide for her loved ones. Although she dreaded waking up at 5am everyday, she did it anyway. It was worth looking into her babies eyes and seeing their joy. But today she was blessed to turn over a new leaf and it seems a bit surreal to her. Can this really be? Is there such a thing as not having to punch in and out, or taking your lunch at your leasure? It is real and its a blessing. The hard work is at her fingertips though, but it is much more worth it. New roads are on the horizon and this is just the beginning. May my creativity and excitement lead the way.

I am this strong woman and this strong woman is me. I create my picture of perfection in me. I am a mother and wife, but this is not the only definition of me...I am much more and am now on the journey to explore all that I have to offer.