Well, here we are. The year of our Lord, two thousand eighteen. Never could imagine this year, and for some reason despite the growing pains I endured in the year prior, I am incredibly optimistic about this one.

Back in July, I wrote about finding a muse. Finding someone to encourage me, motivate me, inspire me…to keep doing what I know I was born to do.

In the time since however, I’ve learned something.

You can be your own muse.

..and that makes things sweeter.

I’ve learned to find, craft and use my own voice. To write my truth, and hopefully inspire others. Now, that doesn’t go to say that I don’t have friends, loved ones and even foes (yes, sometimes they’re the best to learn from) who inspire me, and I know we could all use a little encouragement from outside sources, but when it first comes from you—well, that’s the best feeling in the world.

Because you know you’re being true. Being honest. Being genuine.

So make yourself your muse. This way, you’ll never be alone—even when you’re riding (or, writing) solo.

You see, that’s what this whole “Choosing Monica” thing has been about. Getting comfortable with me, being comfortable in my own skin. Becoming a grown woman.

2017 was about choosing myself. 2018 will be about remaining committed.

So here we go… #committedtomoni