Limitless

A word for 2025.

I’ve been trying to figure out what this post would be for days. Even this morning, as I’m writing it later than I’d like to be, I’m still not sure. This is the third time I’m starting it. The theme keeps changing on me. Life’s like that though, isn’t it?

What a year it’s been.

I am not the person I was when I wrote my first post here December 26, 2023, which is good, because I was not the person I wanted to be.

I didn’t know what I wanted to do or how I’d figure that out. Sure, I knew I was working on the memoir and wanted it published, but then what? My old life was not sustainable. I was not happy. The memoir alone wasn’t going to fix or change that.

I was running myself ragged trying to get ahead in a job I knew wasn’t right for me while trying to figure out my purpose before it was too late.

I also had this feeling it might have already been too late.

Yeah, there was a bit of depression-fueled midlife existential crisis happening too. I couldn’t live like that, but I couldn’t figure out what to do about it either.

Then life happened.

I got laid off from my job in August. What a gift that was. Not financially. That part sucks. But I learned so much about myself.

• I do not want to trade all of my time and freedom just to pay the bills.

• I do not want to trade all of my time and freedom for someone else’s profit.

• I have a vision and a voice, and both deserve to be out in the world.

Still, I wasn’t sure how I was going to parlay that into a future.

On the same day I lost my job, my only kid started their senior year of high school. If you want something to make you question how life is going, get yourself a high school senior. Faced with the prospect that within a year I’d likely be an empty nester, it became more important than ever that I figure out what’s next.

I could finally envision a future.

I thought the job thing and the kid thing were life-changing. They were, but they weren’t the most important thing.

With all my newly found brain space, I had the time to dream.

If I could do anything, what would it be?

Without the need to build my schedule around another person, I will have the time to do.

If my days are wide open, how will I spend them?

I will not limit myself.

When I was a kid, I thought everything was possible. I believed I could do or be anything.

Little by little, that belief eroded.

As I move into the new year, I’m letting go of my self-limiting thoughts. I can do and be anything I want.

I am limitless.

My purpose, I realized, is to show you that you are, too.

Ending the year with gratitude, always.

Thank you, every single one of you, who has walked this path with me the past year. Thank you for reading, subscribing, and offering support (both moral and financial).

Thank you for letting me think out loud in your inboxes and screens. I hope you’ll stay with me in the new year as I unveil what’s next for me and, maybe, for you.