Three Lives of Me

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My Saturday Self-Session

I am a big believer in self-growth. I think when people choose to stay in one place (a.k.a. comfort zone) they are confining themselves to a life set by restrictions. We’ve all come across these types of people; they usually are afraid of change and don’t think they need to. Ever.

I get so frustrated by people like this, because life, to me, means you have to adapt. Curveballs, forks in the road, lemons – whatever you call life’s mishaps, happens to all of us. Unless you lie down in the fetal position each time something goes wrong, you figure things out and move on. Whether they realize it or not, it’s a form of growth.

I thinks it’s incredibly daring and admirable when people want to better themselves. A few months back, my husband decided to go back to school to work on his master’s degree. Though balancing his schedule and our family life has been a bit challenging, I am excited for his future and the doors it will open up for him.

One part of his school work that I find particularly interesting, is called “weekly reflections.” At the end of each week, he has to dissect the lessons he’s had and discuss his thoughts on them. He’s not a huge fan of this assignment, but I think it’s brilliant – taking a few minutes to go over all you’ve learned during the week and determine what has resonated with you the most.

Which brings me to, well, me. I’m not making enough time for my own personal development. And starting today, I’m going to do my own version of a weekly reflection.

What did I learn this week?

You got to have faith. Our family received some good news on Monday. But before then, we spent a good month and a half worrying about getting bad news. As much as we prayed, we couldn’t help but feel anxious about an outcome that didn’t even happen. All that time lost we could have done so many other productive things with, we’ll never get back. No matter what it is, I have to believe (and remember) all will be ok (that or this faith tattoo on my wrist was a huge waste of money).

Teaching kids how to be grateful is not easy. Well, my kids anyway. I have spoiled my children absolutely rotten. They want what they want when they want it and then some. I want them to never be without, so I’ve gone a bit overboard. I own it. And because of this, they don’t appreciate how those things come about and how to go about showing it. I have to work on teaching them not to take anything for granted, even the little things, before they turn into permanent ungrateful heathens.

Rejection is ok. I’ve been blogging for a couple of months now. A few things I’ve submitted to Huffington and I was pretty successful in getting my work published on their site. Until a few days ago. I got rejected. #ouch. I could have let it get me down. I could have let it turn me off from blogging all together, but it didn’t. I took it as an opportunity to focus on improving my skills rather than feeling sorry for myself (don’t hold me to this just yet, my attitude may change if I get rejected again #fingerscrossed).

I need to make time for friends, old and new. I get so intimidated hanging out with people. It’s mostly due to trying to make the time work. Oh and the fact of actually having to go out. I like being home, way too much. That has got to change. I’ve got to get out and connect with my friends. And hopefully, even make some new ones. If you text me to hang out, don’t let me give you any excuses as to why I can’t. Here’s a tip - food is usually a good motivator.

Use that journal. Here I am, blogging. However, I don’t journal. As a kid, I used to journal all the time. Then my mother found it and read it. And that was pretty much the end of that. I need to take about 10 to 15 minutes and get some thoughts down. I always felt better after a good “dear diary.” I’ve got to allow myself that time to empty my thoughts and feelings, otherwise everything gets all mucked up in my head. Kinda like in that episode of Seinfeld when Elaine couldn’t remember the four letter word for Winnie. (Pooh!)

Taking this time to self-reflect is important for me to grow as a parent, partner and a person. I’m not looking for perfection, just lessons on how to be a better version of myself. And I actually like doing it! It makes me happy and that I not only owe to myself, I deserve it.

What did you learn this week?