Ok, time to get super candid.
There was a time in our marriage where it was hard. Like, real hard. My husband was gone more than he was home. He was working days on end, studying for the next position, practicing, coming home exhausted — not to mention we had tiny little babies to take care of.
I was only 23 when I had my first baby. Before our son was even one years old, I found out that I was pregnant again — and it wasn’t planned. ?
My husband took care of us. He took the weight of our family on his shoulders and never once complained. He just did it. He was happy with our little life and so was I — but I knew it could be more.
I dreamt of a day where he could be home more, where he didn’t have to pick up overtime and we could live life on our terms. Where we didn’t just live to work but we worked to live. I was ready for it. I saw the vision.
Fast forward, and here we are living out our dreams together. My husband is home more than he ever has been throughout our entire marriage. He is able to take time off, we’re able to save for our future and we have been blessed to take our children to places we never thought we could.
I don’t say any of this to brag, but rather paint a picture and vision for you. If you begin to think just a little bit bigger, your life will become just a little bit bigger. ✨
If I could give you one piece of advice, it would be to dream big and BELIEVE.
Don’t put yourself in a box because if you do, you’ll most likely never see anything past those four walls.
