Thanks.

I try to live life with a grateful heart every day, but I still also try and take the time to actually write out what I’m thankful for as the year comes to a close. Why not? It’s a nice reminder of all the wonderful things I’m either lucky to have or worked hard to keep. I have SO very much to be thankful for this year. Here's just a few things:

 

My husband. First and foremost. I don’t think there’s ever been anything I’ve thrown at this guy that he hasn’t handled with supreme aplomb. Like the time I said “Hey, Mark- I’m going to start my own business while working a full-time job that requires me to travel often and leave you with our two young children on a regular basis because I need to put my heart and soul into something I am passionate about.” To which he replied, “Awesome!”. I don’t even know where to begin with my level of gratitude for this person. His commitment to me and our family is the biggest reason I can do what I do.

Jen Sincero and her book, You Are a Badass.

The Internet. All of the resources, facebook groups, and programs I’ve discovered that have allowed me to dig really deep into creating a sustainable business. Also for stupid, yet hilarious gifs.

Music. There is nothing like zoning out to a familiar album, or the joy in discovering a new artist. Thank you to the Lumineers, Foo Fighters, Weezer, Fleet Foxes, the Avett Brothers, and a million other bands for helping me hold onto my sanity.

My friends and family. My wonderful, beautiful, SUPPORTIVE, amazing group of humans who blur the lines between family and friends, and vice versa. There are those who just listen and empathize when I’m out of my mind from exhaustion and my patience is razor-thin. There are those who make it a point to ask how everything is going because they are truly interested in wanting me to succeed. There are those who have been there before and offer their advice. There are those who help out with the kids when Mark and I feel like we’re losing our minds. Without any of these generous, loving, incredibly kind and most of all hilarious people, my world would be less colorful, more stressful, and overall not nearly as wonderful as it truly is right now.

The fact that I managed not to say “tribe” anywhere in the last paragraph. Small victories, folks.

My kids. For all the sleepless nights, sore bottoms, potty training mishaps, tantrums, messy hands and faces, sticky surfaces, and tears… because without all of that, I wouldn’t have such a deep appreciation for the hugs, kisses, “I love you’s”, cuddles, tickle fights and giggles. I’m watching two humans grow up before my eyes. That’s its own gift, and it's definitely the number one reason I do any of what I do. They are my "why".

Happy New Year, everyone. Here's to 2018!

xo,

Natalie