This year, I made a promise to myself: To live.

Not to simply exist, but to have life and live intentionally.

I want to have life and give life, unfriend negativity, welcome new experiences, and find my passion.

That’s was my 2018 will be about.

How are your new year resolutions coming along? I know January had 675 days in it, but we are finally moving along into February! {Thank goodness} I don’t know about you, but I am finally putting my foot down and doing life. The last few years I’ve been existing, but I’ve decided that I need to change that and give myself life, I need to be intentional about living.

Growing up, I was sheltered and I was basically not allowed out of the house after 5pm. Going to school dances was a process where convincing my parents was a battle. My friends stopped inviting me out to movies because they “knew your parents would say no.” I was completed heart broken because I never had that experience. Even when I had the chance, my parents made me give them the phone numbers of my friends and I had to meet them at a designated spot on the dot. It was meticulously planned. It got to a point where my dad refused to reason with me and just shoved it over as my mom’s problem. I understood why they would be worried, but at the same time I was wrapped into their issues too and unable to live without guidance.

I was glad I moved far enough away for college, because I could finally live without barriers. But it didn’t stop there, because I still lived to please my parents. I didn’t live to please myself. Whatever my true passions were, were hindered because I didn’t know better. Later people would ask me, why? And I would say, because I need their support. Because without their support, how was I going to live? Obviously, I know now their support is not as important as I once thought it was. I just wish I knew that.

This is an important lesson to everyone and I hope I catch you before you keep following a life without adventure and fear. I was given barriers and warnings on how to NOT fail, but I needed failure to succeed. But I couldn’t fail, because that is a sign of weakness. But it is a stepping stone to our highest capabilities.

Only those who risk going too far, can possibly find out how far one can go. – T.S. Elliot

That was my problem, I never risked going beyond because I was afraid. I dipped my toe in the pool, I never risked the full body cannon ball. I liked safety, I embraced it knowing what I was getting myself into. But what if I could handle the unknown? What if I was strong enough to grasp farther than I can reach? But I wouldn’t know if I didn’t try. I took the elevator, I didn’t take the stairs. But how far will I go, if I don’t take that first jump?

For the month of February, I will be dedicating my blog posts to “Intentional Living.” I’ll share how I will be living intentionally and how you can follow along too!

Are you going down the same path? Were your parents sheltering you? Leave a comment or send me a DM. Id love to chat with you!

Are you Living Intentionally?




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