Since I have been celebrating myself and my birth, today, I’m thankful for me. Now before you get all “Oh no she di-in’t!” on me, let me explain.
As a person who writes a blog and talks endlessly about herself you’d think I was a full-on big time supporter of myself. However, in full disclosure, this isn’t always the case. At times, I can feel like a big, huge dummy. And I sometimes struggle with confidence and have to remind myself that it’s ok to make mistakes. I’m terribly hard on myself and have issues with “just letting things go.”
I know a lot of others who deal with this as well and I feel as though I can reach out to those folks through this blog and say, you know what? It’s ok to be thankful for you. And celebrate you. Sure, none of us is perfect and that’s absolutely fine, but every now and again we do need to pat ourselves on the back for getting through this life that can be so demanding of our souls.
I’m not trying to get all Dr. Phil on you but I always feel the need to be “real” and open with you guys. There are bumps in the road and they leave me wondering what I should or could have done better or differently. My dad always used to tell me not to worry about past decisions because you made the best one that you could at that time. He was a very smart guy.
My life’s not all rainbows and butterflies. It’s actually more unicorns and puppies with an occasional jackass thrown in for good measure. And I’m quite happy the vast majority of the time. In fact, the entire month of February has been more “Chuck Norris” then I could have even imagined. But, I can get bogged down in the “what-if’s” and the “why-me’s.”
So instead of lamenting how I sometimes can’t do basic math (fine, a lot of the time) or how sad it is that I can buy sports bras made for tweens, I’m going to celebrate that I am a great speller, an awesome friend, and I can totally remember movie lines after having only seen a movie once.
I’d much rather be me than anyone else, bad math and all.
What are you thankful for today?