Parentified at a young age, I have always been very responsible; I had my first job when I was just 13. Once I became an adult, it seemed like I always had two or three jobs at a time, pushing myself to work harder, learn, and earn. There were many struggles over the years, failed marriages, life as a single parent. I was extremely lonely when I moved to this area feeling I was the only single person in our community. I desperately wanted a healthy relationship and a home to call my own.
Without distractions and commitments, it was easy to see that I am married to my prince charming, he’s here and I love our home, the Tropical Cottage. My heart’s desires have already been met; I’ve just been running in circles and chasing my tail and too busy to notice.
Going to the shop each day still gives me great joy, I am blessed to love what I do and am proud of what I’ve created. After the storm, things fell back into place. I kept wondering, if I knew Funky Trunk wasn’t my forever thing, then how do I know, when it’s time to release and let go? I already knew the answer. Each time I took a break away from the shop, I always came back recharged with new ideas to explore, a new way to streamline a process…something. Not this time. I couldn’t figure out what I was waiting for; it took me a week or so, but I came to terms that there was no better time like the present. I had no idea what kind of response to expect, there is no plan for my “what’s next”, but here I go again jumping in with both feet!