True Happiness, as It Turns Out, Doesn’t Happen Overnight

True Happiness, as It Turns Out, Doesn’t Happen Overnight

The J.O.B 

I took on this mission like a J. O. B. Diving headfirst into the world of personal development, I read every book from Zen and The Art of Motorcycle Maintenance to Power Vs Force.  I studied every guru out there: Pema Chodron, Wayne Dyer, Neale Donald Walsh, Eckhart Tolle, Oprah (Oh wow, did I watch a lot of Oprah).

The climb was long and hard at times, but I found my way to the top of the mountain and even started downhill (The view, the trees, the easy road ahead! I’d done it!).  Then at 35, I got married to the man of my dreams.

Brand. New.  Mountain.

At 38, I had Jack. He was seven weeks early. And then he cried for six straight months.  

Zoe came along at 40. And I realized I was only at base camp.  

There in front of me stood Mt. Everest.

I had to start climbing again…

So, that’s exactly what I did, and what I do. Every single day.

I climb for my kids – So they don’t have a mom who acts all happy on Facebook but yells at them every night.

I climb for my husband – So he’s not married to a woman who gets resentful when he works late and punishes him by withholding sex.

I climb for my siblings – Because they already lost one sibling and don’t deserve to lose another—to anger, sorrow, frustration or stress.

I climb for other moms – Moms who know deep down that they deserve more and desperately want to go to the edge but are afraid to even venture out of their tents.

The journey isn’t easy. It’s long, hard and treacherous at times. But one thing I know for sure is that we can’t climb alone. We need a team. We need a whole village of sisters to help us up this mountain.  We need Oprah and Deepak and wine (So. Much. Wine.).

So, I’m asking you to climb. To climb for you, to climb with me, to climb for your kids, for your relationship, for the happiness that you know you deserve.

Who’s with me?

Join me at the Badass Mom Society.

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