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source link I have told the universe I now have boundaries – no one can come into my house (mind, heart, parenting) and push me around. My business will build with new systems, new staff, and new clients that are all in place – and more, lots more, will be coming in…and I have a profoundly different outlook on life.
Tonight I will ring in 2018 as my dear sister marries the most kind-hearted and loving perfect man that she manifested. We have both come a long way since she stood at the backdoor of her home years ago, ranting about who the heck would ever want to come into her insane life. Now, we have both hopped across the river and find ourselves living the same mile apart here in PA that we had in NJ. Weird.
I will be wearing a dress owned by my other bestie which, is quite different for me as well. That woman knows how to shop – and look fabulous – and I am grateful to take advantage of her legwork.
And, as the clock strikes midnight I will be holding myself accountable for every second of time and what I choose to do with it – I will be relentlessly pursuing my dreams – in a way I have never walked before
Tomorrow I will sit with my family but also for a while with my business – lay out those boundaries and continually remind us all of the very specific things I am manifesting in 2018 …and savor the opportunity of starting fresh on day one with a new year.
In 2017 I am leaving behind my very heavy heart and profound sadness I have carried for the last 6 months for my dear friend. I believe that in many ways I have been the one to care the most about my friend and all that he is missing with our children – several times a day, every single day, I have cried for his pain. But, I believe that he would want me to be mosying on – and what better time to do that than on NYE.
2017 gave me gifts and lessons while it robbed me blind at the same time. I bid it a fond farewell and look forward…with specificity of course.