At fifty-one years old, I look back and shudder at the thought of how I used to feel, every day, during my twenties and thirties. The amount of anxiety and pressure I felt was immense. I was a young woman, living in the city of Chicago, busting ass trying to pay rent, party and survive. Every day of the week felt forced. I rarely wanted to get up and go to the corporate job I was supposed to feel lucky to have.

“What’s it all for?” was a question I often asked myself and others, repeatedly. No one had any answers I wanted to hear.

I hope this book helps you. There are so many messages in it I wish I had read when I was still trying to figure out life.

If you’re reading this, know one thing: you belong here and you are loved. You belong in this world. You were born here, on this little rock floating through space.

You belong here.

Much Love.

~ Jennifer