Monday morning and I’m on my commute. Reviewed some work documentation to be on point for my co-op new hire training session this morning. Had some texts back and forth with the hubby. Did my makeup. Listening to music to up my badass attitude to face the day – Rick Ross, Hustling; Cardi B, Bodak B; Eric B. & Rakim, I ain’t no joke, Paid in Full – to name a few.
I’ve been up since 4:30 am again. Tried to go back to sleep. By 5am I had to 💩 and after I was done I figured I’d start getting ready. By 8am I want to take a nap 😂 Any who, while this stupid train is 12 minutes late I am going to start on the next writing challenge topic. I still want to get to challenge 7, so better start early since not too much was done yesterday.
Writing Challenge – Round 2 – Day 4 –
One Thing I Love About Myself
This is a lot harder than I thought. I had to sit and think about it for a several minutes. I think i have something, but it feels weak and like I’m grasping at straws. Just going to write and see where this takes me.
I’m thankful that under life and death situations I can react calm enough to get help. I’m sure I’ve saved my husband’s life more than once. Do I love that about myself? Meh. Useful? Yes. But it was born out of necessity and not something that gives me the warm and fuzzies.
I like to write. It helps me put feelings to paper. Usually an emotional journey from the start of a post to the last word. But, to me it’s just a way to help stop the internal monolog that never shuts up. Like a hyperactive kid that bounces around, my thoughts bounce from one to another or repeats the same thing over and over again like a scratched record, but unfortunately its usually worrisome or negative thoughts I want to purge or bury them down. Writing. Meh. Again, born out of necessity to save my mind and heart. Not something that I love about myself.
I enjoy crocheting and the creative side of making stuff. Seeing the finished product. Giving it to someone who truly appreciates and will use it. Selling it for some extra bucks. Keeping my mind and hands busy. I may even say I love to crochet. But that’s not what I love about myself. I love that I love to crochet? Next!
The question to be answered is what is one thing that I love about myself. Well, it’s not this over thinking aspect. 😂 You would think 500 things would easily pop out. Once upon a time they would be.
- Quick thinker
- Great dancer
- Goes with the flow
- Creative writer, crocheter, baker
- Time management guru
I think back when life was less stressful and easier. Then the list above was easier to write. At one point or another I loved all those things about myself. Depending the day, the responsibilities on my plate and how much sleep I’ve had, I am all those things.
I think I still am or can be those things that I loved about myself. Its not like I didn’t feel those things before when life had been stressful. Be it during exams in high school or university, mom’s cancer and death, Franklin’s dialysis, stroke or heart attack or raising little humans. I was still confident. So, whats changed? I think its that I still found time for me. Dancing. Shopping. Gym. Spa. Out with friends. Reading. Drawing. Baking. Date night with the hubby. Decompress to get rid of the stress and face life with the positivity and joy which each day should be embraced with.
I will get there. I may not feel all those things listed above right now, but I have felt them. I can be them again. I love that I am all those things.