Kissing the 2022 lemons goodbye!
Jan 03, 2023
Kissing the 2022 lemons goodbye!
2022, you ripped me wide open, crushed me, and broke my heart, yet you brought me home—closer to myself, my inner home, and even closer to my hometown.
Closer to God. 
When going through a shitstorm and faced with adversity, we can either resist what is calling us or surrender.
I did both.
Yet mostly surrendered. It takes work—resistance screams loud to try and knock you off your game.
While I made a lot of lemonade this year, I'm still dealing with a few lemons. Grief isn't a light switch. It requires time and lots of self-care. Something I'm committed to doing not only for myself, but for my kids, who are watching me on the sideline. And for those who I love and adore.
I feel a pull leading me to do more. Through all of the pain, it felt like something was birth in me. A new inspiration, yet hard to muster words to describe it. Perhaps it's to deliver my experience, its lessons, and wisdom.
My story isn't just for me. It's for those who may walk in similar shoes whom it may inspire. We all have a story to share to inspire others. 
You and I aren't here to play small. Playing small puts us all in a funk.
We're here to love, play, explore, celebrate, grow, cry, laugh, mess up and live.
Grab the lemons that come your way and squeeze the crap out of them.
Before any breakthrough, there is usually a breakdown.
We got this! 
Francine
