Well, I don’t know about you, but I was more than ready to say “Good-Bye” to 2017!
What happened with the election, our healthcare hanging in the balance, our safety hanging in the balance, and well, you know the rest. That has been covered non-stop. I spent 2017 taking a big chance, which turned into another big chance and both went bust for me.
Whenever things go upside-down, I look at it and wonder, “What lesson is to be learned here?” I mean, I might as well. What else is there to do when surrounded by debris?
So, I did that.
So, what the heck did I learn? I learned that taking both chances was totally worth it. Yep, I know, I suffered financially and ended up with nothing, but it was worth it. The worthiness I found is in seeing how strong I could be. How hard I could work. How much I could throw myself into something new and pick up some new skills along the way.
Now, I have not forgotten the months of sleepless nights, working all hours, giving up time with my daughter and my friends. All of that was awful. Just awful. I have not forgotten the tears and the feelings of pure terror every time my phone rang or I got a text message. I have not forgotten working through a debilitating knee injury that sidelined me for a whole year. Running about in tremendous pain, but getting it done. I do look back and marvel at how strong I am. I did it! I did it.
I know, this post is so tooting my own horn, but I want to post about the negative as well as the positive in my journey. To be extra nerdy here for a sec, in “The Last Jedi”, Yoda says, “Failure is our best teacher.” He ain’t a Jedi Master for nothing, people!
So, yep, to put it mildly, “It did not go well.” But you know what? I learned a lot. A whole lot.
Now is the time to move forward with those lessons tucked away, but never far from my memory so as to not forget.
So, let’s get on with it shall we?
Love, Kim and Scout
