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For the longest time, I’ve wanted to start writing again. But every time I sat down, this little voice would pull me back “ Who am I to share my stories? Who even wants to read this?”

And hey, English isn’t even my first language. To be honest it’s not even my second. I’m going to make mistakes (a lot of them).

But there’s another side of me - the one who’s known in the Facilitator Pro skool community as the “Resources Queen.” (Yep, that’s a real nickname a friend of mine gave me.)

There’s this pure joy I get when I share something useful, a tool, a connection, a tip and watch someone grow because of it. When someone lands a job I referred, or finds a way through burnout, or discovers a new path because I knew someone who knew someone… that feeling is electric.

I’ll be honest, this reminded me of my life back in Macedonia, where I knew people everywhere I went. Like seriously, I had connections across almost every country in Europe. That network made me feel like the wealthiest person alive.

Then came the move to the US…

Zero network. No friends, no family nearby, just my husband and sort of a dream.

I thought, with my electrical engineering diploma and experience, I’d land on my feet in a blink. But nope. Military spouse life hit a wall I didn’t see coming. I’ll get into the messy details later.

So, what’s this first post about?

Just starting. Typing. Sharing. Using this little editor with all its fancy options.

I’m impressed by what Substack offers and even more excited to finally share what’s swirling around in my head (and my many, many notebooks).

Because life is beautiful and even better when you get to reinvent yourself again and again.

So here goes nothing...

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Gorjana…

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