Sanai is one month away from 2 years old and she has already entered the dreaded “terrible two’s” phase. Falling out when she can’t have apple juice for the third time in an hour. Screaming at the top of her lungs when I don’t let her open a bag of chips in the grocery store. Telling me “no!” when I ask her to clean up her toys because she isn’t done playing. My daughter has relentlessly marched into the this sassy toddler phase and I’m doing everything in my power to stay sane.
After high school, I went to college and graduated. I moved from my hometown of Miami to my new home of Atlanta. I kissed a few frogs and found me a prince. I saved a lot of money, but blew even more. I worked for Marriott for a while and thought I’d be there forever. Then, I started with a new company and landed my dream job. I launched my lifestyle blog, Cup of Consuella. I had a beautiful daughter. I bought my first house. I made a lot of mistakes, but I have a lot of accomplishments. A decade later, and here I am. A lot can happen in ten years.
I don’t know about you, but my 2017 has been a hell of a ride. By the grace of God, there have been many high points and accomplishments, but life wouldn’t be life if those great moments weren’t accompanied by some bumps in the road. As the end of the year nears, I begin to wonder if my year was as productive as I had hoped for. Needless to say, there has been a whole lot of self-reflection in this last month of 2017.
Often times, I find myself always wanting more. I know you’re probably thinking that it’s okay to want more. And that’s true, but at some point, you have to stop wanting for just a second and be grateful for what you have.