Morning Blend

Ever feel like you can’t catch up?  You have a million things you want to do. A list of things you should do and few you’ll desperately try to put off. The whole concept of maybe if I ignore it long enough, it will go away.

This year has passed so fast. I can vividly remember December 31, 2010.  We were home. We have a toddler so nights out don’t happen much. My son was asleep. My husband fell asleep on the couch unusually early for him, the guy who goes to bed insanely late and still manages to tackle work, school, home and hobbies with a smile.

So the boys were sleeping and I was watching all the Rocking in the New Year shows. The people on TV were having fun. They were laughing and wearing cute outfits. They looked rested and pumped for what 2011 would bring.

Our past year was spent revolving around our son. I know being a parent does that and to a degree that is okay. I also wanted a little of me back too. I missed myself.  While Train danced around wearing really tight jeans for an old dude and Justin Bieber’s voice filled my living room, I swore that in 2011 I was going to take care of me. Yeah, so it’s a really vague resolution but I didn’t want to box myself in. I’d let the year take me where I was meant to go and make an point to do the things I had been neglecting.

I missed writing. Surfing the web. I needed a job that challenged me in the right ways. I wanted to fix my shifting teeth. Exercising more was a must. I was going to get over my fear of public speaking. I wanted to make new friends. Solve my ear issues when flying. Find a new church. Get to know my neighbors.  Read more books.  See my girlfriends. Experience silence. Laugh.

I love how one idea in life can push you in a new direction and you stumble upon people and opportunities you never thought possible. I started blogging in July right after my 32nd birthday. The year was half over and I was great at writing Facebook status updates but that about as far as I got with my writing goal.  In the last three months this blog has led me to amazing people who share my world with AMC. In addition, I like to think that maybe I helped others gain perspective on what it’s like to be different.  This led me where I have begun sharing my adventures with other moms in the community and now on November 21 please watch me on The Morning Blend (Channel 4) sharing my story.  

I am trusting that my public speaking fear is about to be eliminated or you are about to get a very good laugh. Regardless, I’m excited for life. Every day offers so much and not enough hours to do it all.  That drives me crazy because I want to try everything, but I also really like to nap.

When I read the quote below it haunted me.  They are now words I remind myself often. When I start to feel dumb after a new blog post. Or when my heart stops at my turn to speak in a meeting. Encountering new people or having lunch with strangers.  And now in November when I go in front of others to talk about how I’m not perfect and what it’s like to have a disability. I hope it inspires you too.

Remembering that I’ll be dead soon is the most important tool I’ve ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure – these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart. –Steve Jobs



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