Post Christmas Thoughts
Christmas is over, and here we are—back to reality. Both my husband and I are heading back to work, night shifts ahead, and the monotony of it all hits like a wave. It’s like a disease that creeps into the soul, draining the vibrancy from life and leaving behind a dull routine. Wake up, eat, find your coffee fix, get some food in your system, take your pills for the day, hit the gym, run errands, feed the dog, shower, and then leave again. Day after day, the same cycle continues, a cycle that doesn’t quite feel like it reflects what we deserve.
Somewhere along the line, we got stuck in this pattern, one where each day feels like a repeat of the last, each one blending into the next. Every day should hold new challenges, better prospects, and deeper meaning. So why does it feel like we’re just going through the motions, punching in and out for someone else’s dream instead of our own?
It makes me wonder, when did we start believing that dedicating ourselves to making other people rich would be our purpose in life? Is that really what we were meant for?
I dream of waking up to a life of freedom. A life of beaches and bars, dog walks in the morning, meditation in the evening. The life we were promised as kids—the ones where we imagined jobs that felt like adventures, where we could be our own bosses. As a kid, I dreamed of owning a business, having the freedom to control my own journey. I dreamed of walking through life with my partner, enjoying the finer things, with a couple of kids running alongside us, having everything we ever wanted.
Instead, for the last 25 years, I’ve worked as a chef, then spent years in call centers, grinding away in roles that never fully fulfilled me. Was the enlightenment I’ve gained over the years the result of age, maturity, or just a deep yearning for something more? I don’t know, but I do know one thing: the time to change is now.
I’m done with the rat race—the month-to-month paycheck that leaves me chasing bills rather than dreams. Freedom is what I need, and it’s all within my reach. But to get there, I need more than just a vague desire. I need a plan. More than that, I need a moment to breathe, to step back, and appreciate the next chapter of my life.
I am grateful for everything the last quarter century has brought me—the lessons, the hardships, and the growth. But as I look forward to the next quarter of my life, I know things need to change. I want to live better, manage my time and money better, and build a life that reflects my true desires.
Let the money come to me. Let the freedom find me. And let this next chapter be the one where I finally start living the life I always dreamed of.
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