In pursuit of a forgotten dream, Tiffany Reid found love…
With tears in my eyes, I slipped off the ring and disappeared into the night. What I thought was the worst moment of my life turned out to the best decision I ever made. My father once told me this story: Once upon a time there was a man who proposed to a woman. She said no and lived happily ever after.
I took a year for myself and pursued my love of art. Painting, taking classes, and allowing myself to find myself emotionally and artistically. I didn’t necessarily know where the journey was leading me, but my inner self kept telling me it was right. It was during this time that I fell in love with two special people who encouraged me to follow a forgotten path.
Corey lost his wife to a tragic battle of cancer, leaving him alone to raise a toddler. Despite everything, Corey had made a conscious choice to pursue happiness. After many cocktails and a terrible Elvis show on our first date, we were smitten. That was the easy part. There were many mixed feelings of grief and guilt. One of the biggest hurdles I had to overcome was being an insta-mom. Tantrums, sleepless nights, picky eating… it all hit me like a ton of bricks. I went from the indulgent single life (eating Doritos out of my belly button and sleeping in) into full steam motherhood! But Lyla had the ability to melt your heart with her sweet “I love you’s” and morning snuggles. Our love was bigger than grief, and with patience, we became a family.
Lyla and I grew especially close through art. She was wildly creative, and while I was teaching her to grow up, she was teaching me to be a child. My art is often inspired by connecting to the inner child and enjoying the simpler more abstract parts of life. Corey gave me the courage to dream big. He thought I was truly talented and encouraged me to take my art to the next level. Art has made me truly happy, and by pursuing something I love, it has led me to love itself.
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