Happy May! I’ve always thought newsletters are a bit presumptuous. Like by offering my own newsletter, I am under some weird impression that I’ve somehow gotten my life together more than you and want to shove some useless wisdom in your face. I hope I don’t ever come off like that and if I do, feel free to unsubscribe. Slaps of reality are always welcome.
All of us have goals that we are working towards and sometimes when they are hard obstacles on our journey, we feel like we are the only ones struggling. I'm writing this because I believe we are not. Writing consistently is one of my goals and one that I struggle with, so having the pressure of a newsletter is a great way for me to make sure I don’t bail on myself. By subscribing you are holding me to a promise to myself, so thank you.
With that being said, let’s kick this baby off!!
The other day I was running- well mainly walking, let’s not kid ourselves- and enjoying the Spring afternoon. I couldn’t help but smile as I walked past trees and flowers that were just starting to bloom after their winter hibernation. As I walked past a park I noticed it was filled with dandelions so, like a normal mature adult, I immediately sidetracked to pick one up to make a wish. I found the perfect one, took a deep breath and thought about what I wanted to wish for.
Then I paused.
I know that it is just a tradition to wish on a dandelion when you blow it. Just in case for some weird reason that wish does work, I want it to be a good one. I thought for a second and tried to figure out what a could wish would be that could encompass all of the things I am constantly working towards achieving. I could wish for this book to take off, I could wish for my relationship to continue growing, I could wish for more self-discipline with my workouts (especially with my running), I could wish for happiness but I feel like that’s too broad for one dandelion.
There are so many paths, so many opportunities, so many choices, that we are presented with. Sometimes we regret our choices and sometimes we are relieved that we choose what we did.
Hindsight is 20/20.
No matter what the circumstance, there is always a choice being made and with that choices comes sacrifice.
Whether that means choosing to sleep in instead of working out, spending quality time with my fiancé (that just happened!) over editing my book, or hermiting(yes, I know this is not a word. I made it up) away to work on my goals instead of spending that time with friends. No matter what I choose, I'm still neglecting something else.
I always feel a little remorse for the option not taken. What if I had chosen B instead of A? Would things be different? Would I still be here? But while I was holding that dandelion, I realized that there is no use feeling bad for the path not taken. Nothing can change where you are inan exact moment. Even if I felt bad for choosing a run, I couldn't immediately stop and choose something else. I couldn’t all of the sudden editmy book or hang out with friends, or work on any of my other goals. I could only be right there, in that park, in the middle of a walk/attempted run.
I had to be ok with that.
So I took a deep breath, (well as deep as I could breathe, I have asthma) and wished for happiness in all of the choices I have made and will make.
I blew all the fuzzies off in the first breath which seems like a great start in the right direction. I'm not expecting that dandelion to change my life though, I think I'm going to take it from here.
I hope that this month brings a plethora of incredible opportunities to you.
Give ‘Em Hell,
Lex
Then I paused.
I know that it is just a tradition to wish on a dandelion when you blow it. Just in case for some weird reason that wish does work, I want it to be a good one. I thought for a second and tried to figure out what a could wish would be that could encompass all of the things I am constantly working towards achieving. I could wish for this book to take off, I could wish for my relationship to continue growing, I could wish for more self-discipline with my workouts (especially with my running), I could wish for happiness but I feel like that’s too broad for one dandelion.
There are so many paths, so many opportunities, so many choices, that we are presented with. Sometimes we regret our choices and sometimes we are relieved that we choose what we did.
Hindsight is 20/20.
No matter what the circumstance, there is always a choice being made and with that choices comes sacrifice.
Whether that means choosing to sleep in instead of working out, spending quality time with my fiancé (that just happened!) over editing my book, or hermiting(yes, I know this is not a word. I made it up) away to work on my goals instead of spending that time with friends. No matter what I choose, I'm still neglecting something else.
I always feel a little remorse for the option not taken. What if I had chosen B instead of A? Would things be different? Would I still be here? But while I was holding that dandelion, I realized that there is no use feeling bad for the path not taken. Nothing can change where you are inan exact moment. Even if I felt bad for choosing a run, I couldn't immediately stop and choose something else. I couldn’t all of the sudden editmy book or hang out with friends, or work on any of my other goals. I could only be right there, in that park, in the middle of a walk/attempted run.
I had to be ok with that.
So I took a deep breath, (well as deep as I could breathe, I have asthma) and wished for happiness in all of the choices I have made and will make.
I blew all the fuzzies off in the first breath which seems like a great start in the right direction. I'm not expecting that dandelion to change my life though, I think I'm going to take it from here.
I hope that this month brings a plethora of incredible opportunities to you.
Give ‘Em Hell,
Lex
