Here’s to beginning… again

Wow. It’s 2026. That honestly means that time is, for a lack of better words, FLYING and that… it’s been 4 years since I’ve published a blog?? How is that even possible?? I know there are a few of you with wondering minds.. like “when did she start writing blog posts? what does she NOT do?” The kicker is that I’ve been paying for this platform MONTHLY for all 4 of my absent years and have minimally made use of the investment. I, unfortunately, convinced myself that I was too busy to write, share, and create in this way.

Either way, I’m excited to be back in this space; sharing ideas, encouragement, and just life updates with the community I’ve worked to build on this side of the world. Do things look the same as they did 4 years ago? Absolutely not. I think it would even be fitting to say that I’m not even the same WOMAN I was 4 years ago. Nonetheless, the passion is still the same and I’m excited to begin.. again.

In a perfect perfect world, I’d still be curled up under my barefoot dreams dupe blanket, rubbing the morning glory from my eyes, and mentally preparing for a busy day. However, the reality is that my morning looks nothing like a perfect world. It is currently 6:55am, my coffee has completely turned lukewarm, my 4 year old daughter is about to throw a tantrum because she’s been denied her request for ice cream for breakfast, and I’ve only been able to spend about 10 minutes alone out of the perfectly carved out hour intended just for me. If I can be brutally honest, motherhood has completely rocked my world. Since the last time we’ve talked, I’ve added another baby to the picture and my ability to plan and stick TO the plan for what I thought would help me achieve success has been tested on the highest level. My son, Jules Christopher, is now 2. You can imagine what it feels like juggling the tantrums from two incredibly strong willed children (or maybe you can’t) while trying to maintain a countenance and attitude of patience & preserve a corner of energy to pour into MY OWN glass. It’s been HARD. Balancing it all is the total opposite of easy but I’m here today because it’s possible. And there’s more for me to do.

Up until about yesterday, I’ve been nothing but a DOORMAT for my emotions: giving them permission to run rampant; allowing the stress of everyday life to delegate more than it should. But it hit me like a ton of bricks when 2026 came, as cliche as that may sound. I HAVE to gain control of my life (with the help of the Lord) and become strategic or nothing will change. My desire for success (in every area) will be just that. Desire with no development. I no longer want to keep journaling about my dreams and feelings and seeing nothing. Using my two young babies as an excuse to keep missing the mark and just wallowing in WHAT IS because it’s comfortable.

I’ve now made it my mission to GET UP AND DO: attacking each day from a vantage point of gratitude for what’s still possible and how far I’ve come instead of living under the thumb of grief for all of time that’s passed. Has it been 4 years since I’ve nurtured this space? YES. But I’m thankful to be back, thankful for you, and ready to share. Does my life prohibit much alone time because I have two toddlers who demand SO MUCH attention? Yes. But they are healthy and fully capable of doing more than a handful of things for themselves. They’re smart. They’re beautiful. My cup runneth over. I owe it to myself to be able to look back over my year once December of 2026 arrives with great pleasure; knowing that I maximized each moment and at least attempted to expand on every hope and dream. With a clear strategy, the will to create a different situation, and consistency, I’ll attack every day knowing that there is NOTHING I can’t accomplish.

So as I’m ending this blog intended just to reignite the fire in MYSELF, I won’t make any promises or create any unnecessary pressure to post a blog on some rigorous schedule. I AM, however, recommitting to my wildest  dreams and making the most of the time I have, even if it’s just a handful in a day. I pray that you feel motivated to stop calling time “a thief” (I’m guilty) and to start being thankful for the time you have to still DO something that will make a difference in a few months, weeks, or even days. After all, time will pass either way. What will you have accomplished?

Now… let me go brush my teeth & get started with my day :)

Xoxo,

Ce