A glimpse into my younger years!

Everyone has their own story and this is what makes each one of us unique - it is one of the reasons why I do what I do every day. I am grateful to be able to look and see that I made an impact in enriching someone's life for the better. - Connect with me, because I'd love to know more about my readers!

My name is Hannah Kilby, it all started on the 24th of August in 1990. I was raised in Des Moines, IA and resided in a beautiful home on E. 13th St. - I lived in that house for the first 16 years of my life. I lived there with my mom and dad and my older sissy. (you will hear all about them - trust me)

Growing up as a younger sibling may seem like it is easy, because you get in the least trouble and your parents baby you the most - which is somewhat true - but, for me, being the little sister wasn't always easy! 5 years separated the 2 blondies and I was constantly following her around and aspired to be just like her someday. She was beautiful, she wore the coolest clothes/shoes, she was popular and had cute boyfriends, oh and I how did I forget to mention...she had a convertible #mustang.

Aren't you getting self conscious for me just reading that? How can I back that up? For a long time, I didn't think that I could, half of the teachers in my life called me Heather on accident (because how many Kilby's do you know) - everyone always said, "you must be Heather's little sister? Awe, you are so cute!" - GGEEE THANKS....I guess? I felt like I was living in her shadow at times - I was the chunky little sister just hoping that someday I would fit in! In all reality, my sister loved and cherished me very much and even though she didn't always want me in her room when she had friends over or sitting shot gun while she drove up and down the alley blaring Aaliyah from her awesome mustang I was telling you about - I grew up to realize why.

I am happy to announce that my sister now knows that I am...well, the coolest younger sister and best friend that she could ever have. I allowed my own insecurities get the best of me for so long, that I didn't realize what kind of a relationship that we would have today. Losing our mother at a young age drastically changed the course of our lives and you will read more about this as I go into detail in my other posts.

I hope to give #inspiration to all of my readers out there that are struggling with their #selfesteem and #selfworth - to realize that you are beautiful in the skin that you are in and if you really want to be #happier and #healthier, you can! We all have a story and we all have overcome challenges in life, my question to you is - when you fall short, do you dig yourself a deeper hole or rise up and #fight.

~Hannah

My sissy - Isn't she breathtaking?