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The Summer of Renaissance: I quit my job and fell in love

As I sit down to share my journey of self-care and transformation with you, I can't help but feel a rush of excitement. This is not just a story—it's a heartfelt letter inviting you to join me on an adventure of self-discovery, love, and personal growth. So grab a cup of your favorite beverage, find a cozy spot, and allow me to whisk you away into a world where self-care becomes the catalyst for an extraordinary life.

Let's start at the beginning, shall we?


Picture a woman, once vibrant and full of life, who had somehow lost her way. That woman was me. For far too long, I had neglected my own well-being, becoming entangled in the busyness of everyday life. My physical health took a backseat I was well over 300 lbs, and the once fiery spark in my relationship had began to flicker. I had no drive, no desires I was a corpse, a zombie and shell of the person I use to be.


But amidst the revelry of my 39th birthday, a heartbreaking realization washed over me. While a party had been organized in my honor, I had become so accustomed to my own absence that I failed to show up. As the festivities unfolded without me, there was a deafening silence—an absence of concern or curiosity from those closest to me. Not a single call or inquiry to check if I was okay or inquire about my whereabouts. It was a stark reminder of how invisible I had become in my own life, a reality that cut deep and left me feeling a sense of profound isolation.


However, inspiration can come unexpectedly, while listening to the Renaissance album opening song "I'm that girl” it happened! As the words flowed into my ears, I couldn't help but dance with tears streaming down my face. It was a turning point, a moment of self-acceptance and gratitude. I looked at my body, the very same body I had criticized for years, beat up starved and abused and thanked it. I thanked her for carrying me through myriad of life's challenges. I been to reflect of me and my accomplishment, my disappointments and all the hardships that I had overcome. In that moment I begin to experience something I hadn’t felt in a very long time. I felt compassion for myself. It was a sobering moment to realize that over the last decade of my life I had been so focused on teaching others how to be gentle with themselves I forgot to practice on me.


From that moment on, my journey of self-care took flight. I began with simple steps, taking daily walks that reconnected me with nature and my favorite guy Cup (My dog). As I strolled through parks and trails, I marveled at the beauty that had gone unnoticed for far too long. The rhythmic sound of my dog's paws on the pavement became a soothing soundtrack to my thoughts.


But self-care isn't just about physical activity; it's about nourishing the soul as well. In the kitchen, I rediscovered my love for cooking. Embracing a vegetarian lifestyle, I dove into a world of vibrant flavors and fresh ingredients. Farmers markets became my haven, brimming with nature's bounty. With each meal I created, I not only nurtured my body but also celebrated the joy of culinary artistry.


Yet, my journey didn't stop there. Relationships that had grown distant became a focal point. I made the brave decision to let go of toxic connections that no longer served me, creating space for new and healthier dynamics. Rebuilding the relationships that mattered most would take time, effort, and above all, open communication. It was a process of vulnerability and listening, of learning to set boundaries and embracing the authenticity of those connections.


Gang, I won't sugarcoat it—fear and uncertainty often lurked in the background. Financial stability was a concern, as I contemplated leaving my job and venturing into self-employment. What if I couldn't pay my bills or find clients? What if my products and services didn't resonate with others? The fear of humiliation and failure threatened to hold me back.

But in the depths of my soul, I knew that every great journey required taking risks. I was again reminded of my past victories and success. Those thoughts were a gentle nudge to count the cost and trust in my own integrity. I held onto the belief that when passion aligns with purpose, success will follow.


Over the past year, I witnessed remarkable transformations within myself. Physically, I shed over 50 pounds, not through restrictive diets or grueling exercise regimens, but through a newfound love and respect for my body. Movement became a celebration, a joyful expression of self-acceptance. Emotionally and mentally, I felt liberated and content. Daily rituals of self-care became anchors in my life, reminding me to prioritize my well-being. I know run a successful self-care firm dedicated to helping other find balance while still cultivating the same for myself.


And so, gang, here I am, pouring my heart out to you. I want you to know that you, too, deserve love, happiness, and a life filled with purpose. It may take time and effort, but investing in yourself through self-care will not only transform your own life but also inspire and uplift those around you.


As you journey through these pages, may you find inspiration to embrace your own path of self-discovery. Believe in your own power, let self-love be your guiding light, and never forget that you are worthy and deserve goo things.


In Gratitude,

S.C.


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