Exiting my 40’s!
I was inspired by my sweet friend Rachael Jacques who I’ve known since she was a little girl and now it’s all grown. She posted a short reflection about things she learned. This will be her last year in her 20’s.
This is my last year in my 40’s. Consider this a short reflection of some things I have learned or were reminded of:
There will be many firsts and many lasts.
When you heal old wounds, new ones appear, but just like the old wounds, the new ones will heal.
I love teaching preschoolers!!!
I love being a Life Coach!!!!
A scale does not tell me if I am healthy.
Therapy is always timely
If you can afford a Life Coach get one!
There is no shame in taking medication for mental health purposes.
After years of thinking I was making the right choice I can learn in one day I was not.
Emotional Isolation is a pot that cooks many un-healthy behaviors.
Some days I feel beautiful, some days not so much.
Comparing myself to others keeps me from enjoying myself.
It’s never too late to have a favorite color. I have never had a favorite color and for my birthday lunch my friends, without planing (included myself) were dressed in blue, so I decided blue is now my favorite color!
My body doesn’t heal as quick as it used to.
Sometimes it takes a decade of telling myself the truth before I can believe it.
How I feel doesn’t determine who I am.
I can’t afford to not schedule time for personal refreshment.
I can’t blame someone else for the choices I make. I am a grown woman.
Being sacrificial and self-sacrificing is not the same.
I won’t always “feel” like denying myself, but that’s why it’s call self-denial.
In the name of love I make stupid choices, I also make bold ones.
After more than two decades of living the gospel way, I will say it’s not the easy way but it is the only consistent transforming way.
When I finally did the things that I had been putting off, I responded the same way: “I wish I had done this sooner”
Everyone has a story, so don’t be quick to judge.
I have a garden of seasonal friends. The memories we build will last a lifetime.
I better get used to saying: “I am sorry, please forgive me”
My voice matters.
The un-known isn’t always scary.
I am super comfortable playing it safe and God knows that.
I normally a black and white thinker, God is teaching me to think of more colors.
I found out what “spike up” my non alcoholic drink means.
God is still in the process of building my life story!
If it’s God’s will that I enjoy another full decade of life, I am ready and if I realize I am not ready, oh well, I am committed to following Him even if I am kicking and screaming at times.
Luke 18:27!