In my 30's life became somewhat difficult. Insecurities, failures, depression, and the onset of my reality were almost too much too handle. My 17 year marriage failed and it was my choice. Yes, I chose divorce. I chose it over my children's security and happiness. I chose it for me. As I felt like I had lost myself in a marriage where I had no real identity. I was someone's wife. Someone's mother. My name was Leigh Ann. I had fears. I had sadness. I had an overwhelming lack of self esteem. I felt lost. To be better; I needed to find out who I was. Who I wanted to be. I owed it to myself. To my girls.
My second chance came in my latter 30s when I met my husband, Patrick. At this point in life, our life together produced a combined family of 3 girls and one 1 boy. Ranging in age from 3-14. Life seemed peaceful, and even with work and sharing our kids with their other parents, I became somewhat content. I believe my 30s were my most "beautiful" years. (laughing out loud). I did feel my best physically. I FELT beautiful. I began to dress like someone who is comfortable in their own skin. My 30s and I. We had a good time.
So here I am. Finding myself. Come with me. We'll take a look at the emotions, the daily grind, and all the girlie things that help make us who we are~ and help us to feel, act, and love beautifully!