Note to self…

A short note to MYSELF this morning. Maybe it'll resonate with you, too.

Nothing I've ever done (well, nothing that was important, anyway) was done easily.

I've scratched and clawed my way to everything that meant something to me.

I worked my way through community college, paying for it myself, driving a rundown $500 car, just to have to quit after my Dad was laid off from his job. I knew how to stretch a dollar, and keeping the house was more important than my studio apartment and college, at the time.

I married my sailor when I was barely 21. Sometimes I wonder how we got this far, almost 20 years later. We hung on when many military couples don't make it. We chose loyalty and patience when the world around us expects microwave results = instant.

I've battled depression more times than I care to admit. And every time, I dug in and figured it out, refusing to sit in the yuck, avoiding the excuse making.

I started a business with no business owning a business and NO network to draw from. I knew a few people, but my products and biz were too expensive for them. I read books, took workshops, traveled to conferences, paid for coaching, took online courses, and have spent tens of thousands of dollars to learn and excel in this new industry. When everyone else seemed to be doing nothing on the weekends but watching TV and garage drinking, I worked on my goals. It was never easy.

This week has been challenging... challenging because my calling is GIGANTIC and I'm not where I want to be, yet. I haven't reached the goals I set for myself and my family YEARS ago. Sometimes it feels like other people are screaming past me at lightening speed, achieving and basking in their accomplishments.

So here I am, with a little reminder ... it wouldn't be my journey if I wasn't scratching and clawing for these goals, too.

I will get there.

I can.

And I will.

A note to self...