What would I tell my younger self…

Hey there little me!

I’d start with a wink and a grin. “Guess what?” I’d say, “The road ahead won’t be rainbows and unicorns. Nope, it’s more like a rollercoaster - loops, twists, and stomach-dropping dips included”.

Brace yourself, 'cause you're gonna do some ninja-level detangling from a seriously sticky situation. And that gooey aftermath? Yep, it's like that annoying gum you stepped on at recess—it's gonna stick around for a while, not realizing its disdain .

But fear not, you'll emerge like a glitter-covered phoenix from this chaos. Your forgotten creative spark? It'll blaze up like a bonfire on a starry night.

Oh, and guess what's cooler than a popsicle on a hot day? Your brushes! Sidekicks that pack emotion and strength in every stroke. You'll be sending out these emotion-packed masterpieces to the universe, making folks smile, maybe even shed a happy tear or two. You'll be your own superhero, spreading strength and joy like confetti.

In the circus of raising your awesome kiddos solo, remember this: each canvas is like a snapshot of your unwavering awesomeness. It's a storyboard of super-mom feats and how to dance with life's twists. Your brush will be like a wand of inspiration, teaching your kiddos that if you mix dreams with elbow grease, you can cook up a life you'll wanna hug tight.

So, little me, buckle up your sneakers - this ride’s epic. You're gonna turn struggles into masterpieces and mix passion with persistence to create a life that's like a gallery of dreams. Ready, set, paint your journey!