I almost didn’t say this out loud.
I was sitting in the shop getting my daughter’s hair done.
Laptop open.
Finishing touches on our sabbatical plan.
Thirty days.
Again.
Nigeria.
Ghana.
The Philippines.
Bali.
Dubai.
Bangkok.
Thailand.
Family fun.
Rest.
God.
Dreaming.
This is our third one.
And I’m excited.
But here’s what I told my husband recently.
The weeks leading up to a sabbatical?
I work like a mad woman.
Not because the business needs it.
Not because clients demand it.
But because somewhere deep down…
I don’t always feel like I deserve this much time off.
Corporate taught me that rest has to be earned.
That joy must be justified.
That abundance should be balanced with exhaustion.
So even as an entrepreneur with freedom,
I found myself recreating the same trap.
Overworking.
Overproving.
Overexplaining.
Just in case God changed His mind about blessing me.
And that’s when it hit me.
Rest isn’t a reward.
It’s a responsibility.
If I say I believe in freedom,
but only feel safe resting after punishment-level productivity…
then I’m still operating from corporate conditioning.
My daughter doesn’t need a mom who “earned” joy.
She needs a mom who models it.
My husband doesn’t need a wife who burns herself out first.
He needs a partner who trusts what we’ve built.
And my clients don’t need another exhausted expert.
They need proof that alignment actually works.
So this sabbatical isn’t just about travel.
It’s about unlearning the lie that rest requires permission.
Clarity doesn’t come from grind.
It comes from trust.
Justin-Welsh-style punchline:
You don’t earn rest. You practice it.
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I almost didn’t say this out loud.
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