Sometimes I catch glimpses of my old self. Isn’t it funny how you don’t find yourself changing day by day, but then you get to a point where you don’t recognize yourself.
Here’s the thing, I am absolutely where I am now because of what I’ve done and gone through in the past so I certainly wouldn’t change a thing. But I’m very happy with where I am and who I am now.
Coming up on the two year anniversary of my college graduation, I guess I’ve been more nostalgic than normal. Not in a “those were the best days of my life,” but in a those days were the right foundation to live the best days of my life. It’s like every day gets better and better!
September may be a sign of beginning (if you still think like semesters), but May always signals a transition for me.
I am, completely, the same girl I was in college and before, but the difference is that I know myself better. I can make better decisions and be more proactive about what I need to do for myself. Part of that is going through those rough patches and finding out what really is the end of my rope. Franklin D. Roosevelt said it best, “When you reach the end of your rope, tie a knot in it and hang on.” And the way up? One small pull and lift at a time; while you’re doing that, you’re getting stronger and stronger. While there might be a slip here and a slip there, if you’re putting in the effort, the overall progress is up. And even if you slip way down again to the end of your rope, you’ll find that your rope is a bit shorter! And you can climb up a little bit easier!
The first four months of this year were intense, in a good way, for me. So much travel that I was neither expecting nor used to and finally getting into the groove and rhythm of working for myself (and in my apartment).
Transitioning once again, as I tend to find myself doing around May, I’ve been making more time for myself. More time disconnected (as disconnected as a blogger can be!). More time with friends and family. I’m still that same girl with workaholic tendencies, but I know how important it is for me to not let myself get into that deep hole. As far as I’m concerned, knowing when to take a step back, whether it’s an afternoon during a crazy week or a long weekend during a lull in the schedule, is major progress. I feel the same, and I feel different.
I started seeing that old glimpse of myself at the end of a crazy streak (travel, projects, privacy issues, etc.) and I recognized her right away… and knew I had to make that change. Running more, making healthier choices during the day, making time for friends, going home to see and celebrate my family… it makes the difference I need so that the old self is just a glimpse. And (truthfully) having Teddy and Garrett add so much joy in my life!
So cheers! to the experiences and cheers! to becoming better versions of ourselves.