Learning to Let Go and Just Trust
Have you ever taken a step back and looked at what’s happening in your life at that very moment? It’s almost like watching God’s hands at work, fate taking place, and the puzzle pieces fitting perfectly together. I like to think of myself as a positive person, but it took a long path to get in that spot.
After going through a divorce, having three miscarriages, and then struggling with the sudden loss of my dad, I was angry at the world for a long time. My husband was there through it all and made me realize how lucky I was. We now have two beautiful children. My marriage is something I never thought in a million years I could have, and I look at situations like losing my dad in a different way. When you have kids, what’s the one thing every person (including random strangers) like to say to you? “Enjoy every second. It goes by so fast.” You know it’s true, but do you really enjoy every second? Let’s face it. Parenting isn’t easy, and sometimes I wished my kids would pass over certain phases of their youth. “When they’re a bit older, this will be so much easier.” One small positive aspect of my father’s death is learning this first hand. I can honestly say, I hug my kids a little longer EVERYDAY. I breathe them in when tucking them in bed at night. I let them know how special they are and how thankful I am for them, even when my youngest is throwing a tantrum. I try to step back and appreciate every single moment God is given and giving me, because life is short. People and family can be gone in an instant. Your path can be changed at any moment. I’m learning how to trust, and rely on fate, which is hard to do when you’re a control freak!
Last year my oldest started Kindergarten, which in every parent’s life is HUGE! We moved into our neighborhood so that she would be able to go to this school, and it was a big deal that we made it happen. It seemed fate was taking hold; things were falling into place for her. Little did I know that God had a plan for me as well. After volunteering in her classroom, I quickly learned how much I had in common with one of her teachers. She owned a business where she created Pallet Sign Parties, and at this time, the thought of opening a workshop was in the works. She asked if I’d be interested in teaching classes, and I of course said yes. I taught art before my daughter was born, but then realized becoming a stay at home mom was what she and I needed at the time. After my second was born, I started getting the urge to go back to work part time, and wanted to do something creative, but didn’t know what that would be. This seemed like the perfect opportunity. When she found her workspace, there just happened to be a store attached to it! I let her know that it was my husband and my dream to own our own store someday, and I have so many ideas I’ve been saving up. “I could help” quickly became my new project for my friend. This little store was empty, no fixtures, no lighting (that was salvageable), no personality. Together we transformed the space into a beautiful collection of 14 venders and her own work. Because we had to create all the fixtures in this small space, we were very creative in the ways things were displayed, which became an eclectic mix of modern, industrial and vintage. We wanted to intrigue any person coming to take a pallet party class to walk through the space and want to see more. There are multiple spots in the store that are my favorite, and this little store has since become my baby. Thankfully she trusts me enough to come in and re-work the space every week and make new surprises for our customers. It’s been the best thing for me. I love being a mother, but it has been fun doing something that’s just for me alone. I get to be in my creative space, and loose myself for a bit. No one to answer to but me.
Since the opening of the store, I have been questioned about re-doing spaces in people’s homes, certain rooms they are just not happy with. Furniture placement that is frustrating them and they can’t quite figure out what they need. An empty wall that they aren’t brave enough to tackle. It’s been so fun and I’m overwhelmed and thankful for the projects coming my way. I’ve been asked over the years to help people with their homes, but it never was the right timing. My kids needed my time, and I wasn’t ready to give that time away just yet. If it wasn’t for my friend and her little store, I might have never pushed myself to do something about it. Because of her, I learned that being a mom is not just about sacrificing yourself. It’s about showing your kids how to pursue what makes you happy. How to work hard and help people, and how to make those people happy. And at this moment, I’m stepping back and looking at all that has changed in the past year, all the people that were brought into my life to make all this happiness happen, and all the new opportunities I can see happening, and I’m so very thankful. I’m just soaking it all in and enjoying every second.