I wasnt always too sure about my dreams.The idea of fear was always present in my dreams. Can I do this? What will people think? Will anyone care? What happens if I actually succeed? In my twenties, these thoughts ran rampant. I was holding myself back from living the life I wanted to love. I took meaningless jobs to provide for my son and sustain my household but I knew there was so much more out there for me. I cried all the time, was depressed and at times wanted to run away from everything. My dreams were eating me alive and yet I still ignored the pain hoping it would go away.
I told myself you’re not supposed to dream. They died when you dropped out of college. They died when you had a baby. They died when you let a man control your actions and decide your future. I had no business dreaming. I had no business thinking that my dreams should come true. I convinced myself that my dreams were dead.
But just as you cant stop your thoughts, you cant stop your dreams. Our dreams are our thoughts manifested. You cant deny it. You cant hide it. You must comply.
It took me losing my job to finally figure out that all I had left were my dreams. I had no money, my car was on its last legs and I was staying in a relative’s basement with my then two year old son. I couldnt stop dreaming even if I tried. Thats all I had left. So instead of ignoring them this time I put myself out there. I took an unpaid internship at a Marketing and PR Company in Philadelphia working with local boutiques and athletes. I was given the opportunity to travel and meet with so many individuals who were doing what they loved and I was assisting them. In this I found purpose.
I began blogging about my personal experiences in the PR World which then turned into a Natural Hair/ Lifestyle/Mommy Blog. I never want to put myself in a box. Im not wired that way. I figure that if I love it, I will write about it.
My dream is to Live the Life I Love. I want to set my own schedule, make a comfortable living being creative and not have to pray everytime my PNC Bank Card is swiped. My dream is anything but simple. I am striving to be an Mompreneur. A book writing, blog maven, PR Boss Mompreneur – Its not a simple dream but its MINE. And from this day forward I am fully committing to my dreams. Nothing willl stand in my way. And they for damn sure will not be ignored any longer.