I can be a touch rougher than what most people find socially acceptable. Honestly, I’m okay with that. My husband rolls his eyes regularly and I try to behave for the most part, but what really lights my fire is when I can just relax and let me be me. When I come across that special group of kindred heathens that welcomes my let-it-all-hang-out-self shine, I know I'm among true friends, but how much is too much? When do you draw that line? Maybe it's time to explore that boundary.
The last few months have been such an awakening for me. I have truly let the veil drop and, for the first time ever (even from my own vantage point) I am being brutally honest about me AND to me. No lace border, no fancy cover story, no skipping details. I am feeling like there may even be a chance that I’ll be able to look myself in the mirror soon and be in love with what’s left after all the layers of dishonesty are stripped off.
It's the season of my life where I actually love to get outside and play. That may sound like something you've always had this love but it is relatively new to me. In this post I'll give you some insight why I'm brand new to loving playing outside.
Who’s in charge around here? Sometimes that answer is not as easy as it should be. I work alone; I own the business; I am a solo entrepreneur - the answer here should be obvious. I’m in charge around here! Hear me roar! That sounds all fine and dandy and it fits on a bumper sticker or coffee mug nicely but it’s not always the reality of life, now is it?
We have all heard the adage that it’s not what happens to you in life, it’s how you respond that builds character, but I’m here to tell ya that it was nearly impossible for me to respond to conflict in a healthy way before I learned this little trick.