Dear Strong Woman,
It’s been a while.
And you know, speaking of that…it’s also been a while since I’ve laced up the ol’ running shoes.
But I tell you what…I feel like I’ve been running nothing short of a marathon lately.
No matter how much you prepare, some things just seem to happen all at once. And despite forcing a smile as I plow through it all, despite knowing I am well-equipped to do the tasks that lay before me…
Stress got in.
It finally reached a boiling point this week, right down to the very minute of everything being due. Timing is also a bitch, and yet never a mere coincidence.
I’ve done enough personal growth work to realize that it is moments like this where some of our biggest lessons are learned, so rather than throw my hands up (with a specific finger on each hand raised), I dug in my heels and asked myself…
What can I learn from this?
Here’s the lightbulb: I have trained people to think I don’t have needs, including myself.
Now, I have done hella work in this area the past two years, becoming much more aware of what keeps me sane, grounded, lit up and showing up. But…it is still a journey. It has ups and downs and roller coaster moments that literally make me question which way is up. I have to make a choice everyday to continue to strive to reclaim power over my circumstances rather than claim to be a victim of them.
Life happens for me. (Not to me.)
And I can’t take my body for granted the way I have been. I know I can push and push and push, but at what cost? Just because I can doesn’t mean I should.
Despite what society is telling me…
My body is a temple.
Not a machine.
(Currently repeating this out loud.)