Do you ever have those days when you feel … worthless?
That the sum of all the things you are, and have been, is
insignificant?
I had a few of those days this week. Pitiful, mucky kind of days.
Someone once told me they were surprised to find this type
of thing on my blog; that to them, I seemed like I had it all figured out. This was a beautiful, unexpected compliment,
but it made me laugh because, truth be told, I have never felt like that. I have my own insecurities, and they come and go and evolve
with time.
Funny how we see ourselves, and how we see each other, isn’t
it? It can be so easy to recognize worth in another person, and so difficult to
see, or appreciate, our own.
Harder still is being able to honestly claim yourself: This
is me, and I’m okay with it. Which isn’t to say you’ve excused yourself from change and
growth. You are simply choosing to respect who you are. Choosing to validate your own story as
something of merit.
What is your story? What are the things that make you ... well, you? It can be a difficult question to answer, even in list form, but I thought I'd give it a try. If you make a list of your own, please share it with me – I’d love to
read it.
THINGS I AM , CURRENTLY :
Mama, christian, artist, American expat
Wife, daughter, sister, friend
26 year old, 5’3”, brunette
Creative, self-motivated, stubborn to a fault
Lifelong student with an English Lit degree
Etsy seller, homeschooling mom, part-time employee
Hippie at heart
Wife, daughter, sister, friend
26 year old, 5’3”, brunette
Creative, self-motivated, stubborn to a fault
Lifelong student with an English Lit degree
Etsy seller, homeschooling mom, part-time employee
Hippie at heart
THINGS I LOVE :
My family, travel, running, coffeehouses, roadtrips, indie-folk music, watercolors, creative writing, singing, literary
fiction and short stories, photography, all things organic and handmade, jeans and tank tops, felines, people-watching, sunshine and the great outdoors.
THINGS I HOPE TO BE, SOMEDAY :
Owner/barista of my own coffeehouse
Mama to an adopted child
Published
Collector of creative certificates
More compassionate, more useful
Mama to an adopted child
Published
Collector of creative certificates
More compassionate, more useful
So ... tell me about you.
In closing ... I recently began following So Worth Loving, a clothing
boutique and blog dedicated solely to one simple, powerful message: you are beautiful, you are enough, you are
worth loving. I get their daily updates in my FB feed and occasionally repost their inspiring images. I've included a few in the collage below.
HAPPY WEEKEND, AND REMEMBER : YOU ARE SO WORTH LOVING.
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| Sources : So Worth Loving | People |
This is your permanent and unshakeable identity: You are God's beloved. – UNKA GLEN
Great list :) I may copy this in a blog post!
ReplyDeletewonderful post! Thank you for sharing
ReplyDeleteYou're so welcome.
ReplyDeleteGo for it!
ReplyDeleteTHINGS I AM , CURRENTLY :
ReplyDeletechristian, sojourner, humble, american, texan, comfortable in my own skin (finally! that comes at about age 40)
wife, mother, nonna, sister, friend, daughter
54 year old, 5’5”, brunette by choice :-)
Married, creative, self-motivated, stubborn to a fault, artist, photographer
Lifelong student, reader, researcher, cook,
Happy to be here
THINGS I LOVE :
My family!, travel, road trips, all kinds of music, watercolors!, creative writing, literary fiction and short stories, photography, all things organic and handmade, jeans, great shoes, people-watching, sunshine and flowers.
THINGS I HOPE TO BE, SOMEDAY :
Alive!
Nonna to even more grandkids, and great-nonna to theirs (number 5 is on the way!)
More compassionate, more useful, wiser
Enjoy your blog. You remind me of myself when I was your age, but more together!
This always makes me smile, maybe it will u:-)
ReplyDelete“When I was 5 years old, my mother always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down ‘happy’. They told me I didn’t understand the assignment, and I told them they didn’t understand life.”
― John Lennon