4 years ago today

May 10, 2019 | Featured, Personal - development

July 31, 2018

4 years ago today, I made a seemingly small decision that would change me in ways I couldn’t even fathom at the time. 

2014, I was still uncomfortable in my own skin, covering myself up at the beach. 

After maternity leave, my husband unexpectedly gave me the luxury of working if I wanted to. After a while, I wasn’t fulfilled as a stay-at-home mom as I thought I should be. 

Though I had precious time with my son, I couldn’t help this underlying feeling of disempowerment, not being able to financially contribute to the household income, and knowing I was somehow meant to give back to the world in bigger ways. 

What’s more, I knew I wanted to return the gift to him: to retire my husband sooner rather than later; for him to choose to work because he WANTED to, not because he HAD to, so he could be there for the kids when he wanted to be, so we could be there for our parents and family when the time came. 

Given all the other options out there, Network Marketing was the only feasible way I knew how to achieve replacing my husband’s income over time, with the flexibility of my “mom” schedule. 

Simultaneously I found a way for me to do a ton of inner healing, find my own inspiration and voice, say yes to opportunities & friendships that stretch me, keep preventative health at the core, submerging myself in an ever-expanding community of supportive people having fun impacting world health. 

I am grateful for all the friendships and connections I have made and will make along the way. ❤️

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