Beautiful Destinations

I am a firm believer in the statement you can accomplish anything you put your mind to, now more than ever. I also believe whole-heartedly, the first step to success is believing in yourself. Once you do that, there is so much power in being aware of your potential and doing anything you can to reach your goals.

Two and a half years ago I was very unhappy and felt more lost than I possibly ever had. I knew what I wanted but I had no idea how to get there. My daughter and I lived with my mom, I had little money, was not driving my own car, and was not living my passion. My daughter was honestly the only thing that kept me going.

There are three valuable keys I learned: Confidence, asking questions, and talking to people. They say fake it 'til you make it and I did just that. I was morbidly insecure about everything but I'd put on a smile and a good conversation and you'd never know.

Fast forward to today, I'm 24 years old, I have my own two-bedroom apartment, I work mainly from home to not only make an income but be the present mommy my daughter deserves, and I am so thrilled to say that I am now driving a brand new car for the first time and it feels amazing.

I can't emphasize enough, BELIEVE IN YOURSELF! If you feel lost, ask questions, talk to me, talk to those who inspire you, and hold your head high with confidence that you will get there. You can do it too, whatever your dreams or goals may be.

Every day has not been perfect or easy by any means, but it has been worth it and I can honestly say I am SO proud and confident in the life I have created. I can also say that God has greatly blessed me in so many ways. My life has been crazy and could literally be a movie (I might call it 'The Hard Way') but around each nerve-wracking turn was the light that allowed me to keep moving forward.

So, love yourself and if you don't, work on becoming that person. Surround yourself with positive influences, not those that bring you down. Push forward to do what makes you happy, because when you are happy, it's contagious. Believe.

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