I couldn’t have said it better myself.
Today’s Writing Prompt: What if…?
Have you ever wondered what your life would be like if you got the man/woman of your dreams, won the lottery, been born with a special talent? For today’s writing prompt write about what that would be like. If you would like a little more of a challenge, write about how having the thing you’ve always wanted made your life worse.
As I have written about many times, I am a work in progress. I am constantly examining things in my life, figuring out how to make things better, etc. One of the things that I love about myself is that I can have a good time alone. Sometimes I need to be alone, but that does not replace good company.
I have read a lot of self-help books, listened to seminars, read advice columns on how to be your best self and to seek your own approval before you seek the approval of anyone else. Although I believe that to be true, it is nice to have people in your life who tell you all of the wonderful things that you feel about yourself. It is nice to have people in you life who appreciate you and your contribution to the world. I’m not saying that we need outside confirmation to feel good about ourselves, but we should always be open to receiving it.
There has always been a huge push for women in particular to be independent. We should all be able to support ourselves and be independent in all areas of our lives, but we must not let that independence close us off from well-intentioned individuals who want to share life experiences with us. We do not have to prove our independence by shutting others out and going it alone. We don’t have to do that. We were not put on this earth to go through life without the fellowship, love, compassion, and companionship of others. People need people!
As a younger woman, I felt I had to prove that I didn’t need people in my life to be happy. I would go to out to dinner alone and be proud that I could do so without companionship. I wanted to prove that I could date myself, but I was honestly wanting to share a meal with someone. I am not saying that there is anything wrong with going to dinner alone, but there is also nothing wrong with wanting to be with someone. I need people.
I have also mention several times in my previous posts that I am an introvert. I love being alone sometimes. I need to be alone sometimes, but I also need people in my life. I need to socialize. I need someone to hold me when I’m sad. I need to hold hands with someone at a concert. I need someone so sing Journey songs with me in the car. I need someone to laugh at my jokes. I need someone to tell me that I am beautiful, and there is nothing wrong with that. You alone cannot supply all of your needs and it is okay to want friends or a significant other in your life.
I would like to challenge all of us to remain open to allowing people into our lives. Those who label themselves loners, antisocial, and even sometimes we introverts claim to not need people in our lives, but we do.
In many of my posts I mention how I am a work in progress. I am on a constant journey toward becoming the best and happiest person I can be. Part of that process is reconnecting with things that make me happy. Years ago I began restoring furniture. I would find an old ratty, damaged piece and make it look brand new again. Sometimes I would re-purpose it into something entirely different, or I would simply restore it. I had such pride in the finished product and looked forward to my next project. The whole process was invigorating. I would search antique markets, thrift stores, and yard sales for the perfect piece, then I would plan what I would do with it. I took pleasure in selecting my tools, paint, fixture, and various accouterments to make the piece complete. I really threw myself into it. I would spend hours making it just right and I loved every minute of it. Some of the items I would give away as gifts and some I would keep for myself. Nonetheless, I felt a sense of accomplishment with the finished product. It was not only the act of creating something, but the entire experience. I used my time for something that fed my soul.
As I have mentioned in other posts, I went through a very challenging period a few years ago. I really disconnected at that time. I disconnected from my passions, friends, and myself. I stopped doing many of the things that made me happy. I stopped communicating and spending time with my friends because I was embarrassed by who I had become. I had become overweight, sad, and just not a pleasant person to be around. I had lost all motivation to live. I was merely existing.
Thankfully, I made it through that challenging period and I am continuing to reconnect with the things and the people I love. Recently, I reconnected with a very good friend who shares my interest in restoring furniture. Just seeing some of the things he’s done made me want to get back into restoring furniture too. I had collected several pieces that were just quietly waiting in my shed in the hopes they would eventually see the light of day. A couple of weeks ago, I pulled out an old vanity that belonged to my great-great aunt. It was in okay condition, but required a lot of work. I gratefully welcomed the challenge. It wasn’t my best work as I have been out of practice for a while, but I was still very proud of it. There are a few more things I need to do to it, but I was so thrilled by the way it turned out I couldn’t wait to take a picture of the almost finished product.
Reconnecting with my hobby and my friend have had amazing results on my soul. Renewing the friendship has led me to reestablish other relationships and connect to the part of me that was truly living life.
I would like to challenge all of us to reconnect to some of the good people and things we may have disconnected from. As we reconnect, we may find even more food for our souls.
This article really spoke to me. I hope it will speak to others.Many people want to be in relationships, without really having a clue what it is all about or what they’re all about. Real love is akin to getting married, having babies, or even getting a dog. Many people have some romantic fantasy about all these things without looking at the work involved or the responsibility or the commitment required.
This is something I have struggled with my entire life. I am extremely cautious. It has held me back from doing many of the things I’ve wanted to do. I take days, months, and sometimes years weighing my options, pros and cons, what ifs, etc. I have just come to the point in my life where I feel a little more comfortable taking risks. I have learned to accept that challenges and mistakes are just a part of life and can also lead to very pleasant outcomes.Has this ever happened to you? You have a goal—an amazing goal—but fear of taking that leap catches you in the chest and you. just. can’t. If that sounds familiar, great! Not only are you in good company, but you’re likely on the right track. How to take action even when you’re scared We hear
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