If I never accomplish another thing in my life, I know one thing for sure. Being a mom is enough for me.
This week I’ve had the pleasure of being with my son in New York City as he attends a 5-day theatre camp. Even though he’s growing up fast, he still loves to be with me, hang out with me and occasionally still hold my hand if he’s a bit unsure of his surroundings.
Every night after a long day of dancing, singing, acting, and making new friends, I thought he would be exhausted. But rather, we have spent each evening speaking in Hamilton lyrics, having rap battles, watching Seinfeld to see if we recognize any familiar neighborhoods and of course trying our best to stay awake for Jimmy Fallon because well…we were just in THE building he records his show.
I’m going to share something with you that I’ve thought about for a while. I don’t share it to brag or boast or compare. It’s not a story about money. It’s a story about freedom. It’s a story about a girl who dared to believe she deserved to live a life she wanted to live.
I didn’t quit my job four years ago because I was making a lot of money. I quit my job because I believed in the words my mentor taught me. She told me to be faithful with the little things before I can ever expect more. She taught me about having an attitude of gratitude.