Starting Over

The Fear, The Fight, and The Faith to Begin Again

In 2015, I was unstoppable. At 28, vibrant and full of vision, I stepped into the world of event planning with nothing but excitement and a deep belief that the world was mine to shape. There was no hesitation, no second-guessing—just the rush of possibility. I was doing what I loved, and it felt limitless. But life has a way of humbling you.

Now, nearly a decade later, I find myself standing at the edge of something new, staring down the reality of starting over. And I am scared shitless.

This venture looks different. I am different. I’ve lost things—opportunities, confidence, and at times, even my belief in myself. There’s a voice inside me whispering, Girl, you better stay right here. Play it safe. Keep writing. Don't risk losing it all again. And honestly? Some days, that voice makes sense.

But I also know that I’ve been here before. The in-between. The space where fear and faith wrestle, where uncertainty presses heavy on my chest, and yet, something inside me still wants to try.

How Do You Start Over?

1. Acknowledge the Grief: Starting over isn't just about beginning again—it’s about mourning what was. I had to grieve the version of myself that believed the first dream would be it. That this was the plan, the forever path. Letting go of what I thought life would look like isn’t easy, but I honor it so I can move forward.

2. Redefine What Success Looks Like Now: At 28, success meant growing my business, booking clients, and being “the one” people called. Now, just months away from 40? Success looks like alignment, peace, and fulfillment. It’s no longer just about making things happen—it’s about making things matter.

3. Trust That What’s for You Will Find You Again: I can’t lie. The fear of losing it all again is real. But what if I don’t lose? What if I build something even greater? What if this next chapter is the one that finally feels right? If I can trust that what’s meant for me has never truly left me, then I can trust that I’m not starting from scratch—I’m starting from wisdom.

The Fear Won’t Leave, But Neither Will I

So here I am. Almost 40. Still vibrant, still creative, still meant to do something incredible. I may not have all the answers, and the fear may still be riding shotgun, but I refuse to let it drive.

Starting over is scary. But regret? Regret is unbearable.

If you’re standing at the edge of something new, just know: You’re not alone. And if you take the leap, you might just surprise yourself.

I know I will.