Call me a late bloomer. I didn't have my son, Nash, until I was 38 years old. By then many of my friends were well beyond having a newborn in the house. And there I was taking on the role as a mother for the first time. Don’t get me wrong, I wouldn’t change it for the world, however, adjusting to this phase of my life was bit of a struggle for me. Fast forward 2 years and I found myself as a single mom at the age of 40 and living with my parents. A new phase of my life? Not one I thought I would ever have to go through. It was difficult, but even more difficult was watching my two-year-old son cry every evening because we weren’t going “home”. After a year of living with my parents, Nash and I finally found a place to call our home.
As exciting as this was for the two of us, I still struggled. I worked a second job to make ends meet which meant being away from my son more. The place we now called home was just a place for us to sleep. When I realized how much I was missing out on my son’s life, I quit the second job. The next three years were very difficult. I was making ends meet but barely. I never gave any thought of how I could make extra money because I thought that meant being outside the home. And Nash finally enjoyed coming “home” every evening. Was I ever going to be able to break this cycle of financial distress and midlife misery? I did, just as I was adding in a wellness component to my social media, this company fit right in with what I was doing.