I always felt like I wasn’t good at many things but one thing I’ve loved to do since I was young was crafting and making things with my hands. As a young girl, I was constantly cutting pictures out of photo albums and magazine articles, making scrapbooks and handmade gifts for different family members. I loved making messes and creating beautiful things. As I was working full time as a daycare educator and growing my family, I felt that there was still this empty space that needed to be filled. Something I needed to accomplish on my own. Decorating my house and helping others out with their home décor needs was always something I loved to do. I didn’t have great high school grades but once I went to college and was studying education, my grades were great as I was learning about something that interested me. So, as I was working I decided to look into doing an interior decorating course online. I loved it! I learned so much about decorating and colors and mixing pieces together. I put projects together and studied during nap time at daycare. It took 18 months and I received my Diploma in Interior Decorating. I felt amazing! I’ve accomplished something on my own and felt so complete. That feeling came and went though, as I had no intention of using this accomplishment to change careers. That space that was temporarily filled, began to empty again.
I continued working as a daycare educator, but I soon saw myself changing. I don’t know if it’s because I was getting older, I had less patience, I became less fun, I had no more energy for other people’s children now that I had my own? I really don’t know but I do know that I changed. So I did. I knew that if I couldn’t be the best educator I could be, I couldn’t be an educator anymore. I loved all my babies, but I did need to take some time for my own mental health and for my family. It was a very hard decision, as my boss was my oldest sister, Mary (you’ll hear about all three of my sisters a lot throughout these blogs). She always supported me and knew this is what I needed to do. My husband and I both knew it wasn’t going to be easy, to live and raise a family on one income but we also knew that our mental health is what was most important. So, I left the daycare and became a stay-at-home-mom. When I made this decision, I didn’t realize what could possibly come after.
Like they say… when one door closes… another door opens. And it did.
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