Where do I begin? February of 2018 is where everything started to change.

Some will, some won't, so what? Who's next?

This Article is written on my website for Artists and Creatives, but it is useful for anyone.

I saw the above image on someone’s Instastory recently and it made me think of the times I used to be obsessed with these things.

When I think of the word Home it brings up mixed feelings for me.

Wanting to run?

I know that self care is something that I have neglected a lot over my life. It has been something that I had fit in, in spits and spurts, when I found the time between everything else. (Sound familiar?) And generally, it had not been holistic. I would rotate through a focus on the body—food and exercise—then on the mindset and then the spirit, but generally not a bit of all, all together.

There are 24 hours in a day.

Have you ever wondered why it can be challenging to break simple bad habits that we know keep us stuck?

I honestly don’t know when it happened or why; it just did. One day, one morning, I woke to a reflection that wasn’t mine. Not the way I used to be, not the way I remembered. What happened to the years? How did the kids grow up while I was watching? Time is so fleeting; the years come upon us so fast. Those long days of my youth seem like moments in this stage of my life. I find it amusing now when I fondle the thoughts of my past; how could I even anticipate the thought of living forever. Knowing that we are born into a world, knowing that we will one day die.

Let’s clear something up.

I remember it like it was yesterday. Sitting in my living room, snuggled under my favorite blanket, tears rolling down my face, trying to understand how I went from living my best life to barely holding on to life. What had started out as a year filled with consecutive wins quickly turned into the year from hell. I had lost so much that I wasn’t sure if I had what it took to build it back up again. So what did I do? I hid in the face of adversity.