I am Sharon Hudson. An animal lover with a passion for spiritual and mental self-development. I love the planet Earth and all that my soul is learning here. My passion is learning, growing, and expanding! I am addicted to becoming my most authentic self and driven to inspire others to do the same.
Three years ago, I found the courage to leave a nine-year marriage. We had grown into different people than we were when we met. I was continually working on growing and expanding into the best version of me, and I didn’t feel he was doing the same. I’m sure he was growing in the ways he could, but I couldn’t feel myself aligning with his way of living. I was exhausted from being the only one to nurture and grow our relationship, and I realized I could no longer live as co-parenting roommates. I kept imagining what the rest of my life would be like with him, and I felt trapped and like the light from my soul was dimmed. I couldn’t fathom being in a relationship with someone that didn’t want to thrive in life. And I could not stand the neglect in our relationship any longer. I tried to be grateful for what I had and I could, truly, feel the gratitude, but I knew that my soul needed more. I found myself wanting my child to see her mom happy. I didn’t want my daughter growing up thinking that the relationship her father and I had was what she should strive for as an adult.
Like many women, I married him hoping that he would grow and expand into more of what I felt aligned with, but the opposite occurred. The aspects of him that I accepted, because I loved him, are the aspects that kept growing. My heart began to desire to be with someone that lifts me up, raises my vibration, loves life and people, and is my best friend. He didn’t offer any of that, and I knew he most likely never would. It was time for me to go. This was the best choice for me, for him, and for my daughter.
I’ve been through a lot of deaths in my life. I experienced the death of a boyfriend when I was twenty-years-old, and the pain was unbearable, but the pain from the death of marriage with a child was even more painful. It was the end of what I thought my life would be and the closing of a family unit that caused the most pain for me. The verbal abuse I received from my child’s father, daily, for that first year of separation, put me in flight or fight mode on most days. I had to dive deep into my soul and use the tools I knew I had to dig myself out of a dark hole.
When I came out of the dark hole and saw the bright light ahead of me, I knew I had to help other women in similar situations. I knew I was being called to inspire women to overcome the challenges of a life in transition, an unexpected change in life plans, co-parenting in separate homes, and a new life of dating.