Living life fully—At my own pace
Living life to the fullest sounds beautiful. But when your health no longer feels reliable, it can be hard to even know where to begin.
For me, that moment came with Long Covid.
It was like a switch had flipped. One day, I was managing a full life—teaching, parenting, leading, dreaming. The next, everyday tasks became mountains. My energy disappeared, my brain slowed, and my body no longer felt like mine. Life, as I had known it, seemed to fall apart.
But that wasn’t the beginning of my story.
Before Long Covid, I had already climbed steep hills:
🌀 I survived domestic violence.
🌪 I was homeless at 17.
🎓 I funded my own education and built a career from scratch.
I thought that was normal. Looking back now, it was extraordinary.
So when Long Covid brought me to my knees, something in me already knew how to rise—just not in the way I used to.
Healing didn’t start with my body.
It started with changing how I saw myself.
For a long time, I didn’t realize how deeply I had tied my worth to how much I could do, give, and achieve. When all of that was stripped away, I was left with a question I couldn’t ignore:
Who am I, when I’m no longer everything I was?
The answer didn’t come all at once.
But slowly, I began to trade self-doubt for self-worth. I began to see that I was still extraordinary—even in rest, even in stillness, even in uncertainty.
🌿 I learned how to create sustainable change—not by fixing my symptoms, but by shifting the relationship I had with myself.
And from that place, I began living fully again.
Not as I once did. But as I was always meant to: rooted in meaning, moving at my own pace, offering what I can from a place of presence and love.
So I say this to you:
If you’re walking through illness, heartbreak, or a turning point you didn’t choose—you are still whole. You are still worthy. And you don’t have to rush to prove anything to anyone.
✨ Travel with me, Love.
This journey isn’t about catching up.
It’s about returning to what matters most—together.