Discovered over on Don’t lick the ferrets, I decided to take a stab at a little writing assignment. If you are reading this, and would like to give it a whirl, be sure to leave a comment so I can check it out!
I am the one who has dreams wider than the ocean but plays it safe and follows the line.
I admit I am critical, jealous, and competitive – but these things don’t define me, they simply remind me that I’ll always have work to do.
I have chosen to live my life openly, with pride and without fear.
I may never be a size 2, run a five minute mile, or make it into Mensa, but the goals I have for myself are so much bigger than all of those things. I want to grow old with the woman I feel in love with when I was 16. I want to kiss a scraped knee. I want to make my parents proud.
When I check inside I am happy with what I see. I see a person who is constantly striving, evolving – a person who knows who she is, but also where she’d like to go.
I believe in the power of nature, prayer, and silence. I believe that there are so many things bigger than I am and that I’m blessed to have found my place. I believe that my job here is to help, and to love, all that I’m able.
I pay attention to people, feelings, unspoken words, and all the silent stories that those around me are trying to tell.
I want to be remembered for lending a hand, warm hugs, long conversations, rocking to sleep, never giving up, inspiring.
I have never been unsure of what I was meant to do, or be, just unsure of how to get there.
I am still learning how to put myself last, and also first. How to strive without competing. How to help without hindering. How to be at peace with where I am, while keeping the motivation to get where I’m going. How to make a good cup of coffee.
I am a work in progress, just as I’ll always be.