Life: A Collection of Tiny Little Moments
In my 20s I worked at a fancy little bakery in Boston serving up cappuccinos, treats + paninis. I was never trained on how to make a latte pretty and it was too fast paced for my vibe, but they liked me because I was friendly.
I lasted 2 weeks before I quit but I remember those days like it was yesterday — particularly opening up the bakery at 5am with “Mushaboom” by Feist playing loudly over the speakers. With tired eyes, I remember inhaling the strong scent of espresso as I flipped over the tables — daydreaming about my future.
I didn’t realize it at the time, but those lyrics were so fitting. “It may be years until the day my dreams will match up with my pay”
I worked so, SO many jobs in between then and now.
Receptionist (at a gym and a spa)
Event planner
Dog walker
Social media specialist
Copywriter
Health Coach
Freelance writer
Marketing manager
Through it all, never would I have ever imagined the life I’ve created for myself now.
Married with two kiddos. Having our own home sweet home in Connecticut. Running women’s circles. Creating my own affirmation card deck + products.
It truly blows my mind.
So when that Feist song came on my playlist this morning while showering, I instantly smiled at the lyrics when I realized those things she was singing about have now transpired.
Watching the fire as we grow.
Helping the kids out of their coats.
Unpacking the bags and setting up, planting lilacs and buttercups.
I’m living those old dreams out loud, and yet even today I often still feel like that girl at the bakery, dreaming about the future, feeling like I’m not doing “enough.”
That’s the funny thing about growth.
This morning I realized life is really just a series of tiny moments that lead you to where you’re at now. As the lyrics say, “we’ll collect the moments one by one I guess that’s how the future’s done.”
At the end of the day, life is a collection of moments and every little seed you plant — even when you’re feeling a little lost — is part of your journey.
How freakin’ beautiful is that?
