Legend has it that Ernest Hemingway once wrote the shortest short story: For sale: baby shoes, never worn.
I felt like challenging myself, since I’m feeling a bit bereft of inspiration. So as we say here in Trinidad, ah trying ah ting.Here is my six-word memoir for today:
If you had to write a six-word story to describe your day today, what would you come up with?
Please share below.
Dear Future Me,
Today you celebrate the most wonderful supercalifragilisticexpialidocious day of the year.
Happy New Year!!!
Happy Tiramisu Day..aaalll Day.
July 30th…the day God blessed this world with your presence. I say this to you every year and I will say it again, you are a present to this world. He chose this time in our history to have you walk this earth and leave your own impressive footprints.
Vernette, you are Love on Day 211 of 2014. You are wiser, more patient with yourself. You know that timing is everything and that nothing happens before its time. And you are okay with that. You trust that the path you are on is the right one for you.
I am so proud of you for continuing to do the work you need to do on yourself. You show up. You learn. You grow. You expand. You choose to be happy. You choose to Love hard. You choose to Love now. You choose to never settle for less than you deserve.
I see you smiling, laughing even as you sit marveling at how far you have come. I see you hopefully exploring and having wine and authentic Tiramisu in Tuscany. You are absolutely in awe.
I see you thinking about and being grateful for all the lessons and experiences that have brought you to this moment in time. I see you toasting the memory of the woman who brought you into this world and who has inspired your quest to be more and to evolve into the woman she helped God create.
I see you happier, more content in this body that has brought you so far. I see you comfortable in your skin beautiful lady. I see you smiling because the past is the past finally. I feel so proud to have become you.
I am so proud of you. Sawubona Vernette.
I see YOU on July 30th 2014.
Your younger, work-in-progress-doing-the-best-she-can-while-keeping-hope-alive self.
Let’s face it // Mondays stink. Or at least we typically expect them to stink. That is why, every Monday, we post seven positives from the previous seven days of the week as a reminder of what we have so that the week starts out on an upswing. There is much truth in the belief that happy people attract good things, so it is important to start the week out right. Sometimes it’s the more grand, but other times, it’s the simple things. ~ Key + Arrow
7 for Seven originated at Key + Arrow and I think it’s the best way to start my week, since I am trying to change my Mondays suck thinking by being thankful for all the goodness in my life.
This is my 7 for this week:
My hope is that by turning my focus to all that I have to be grateful for at the start of the week, I can carry that “positivity + balance + bliss” with me throughout the days ahead.
What are you grateful for today? Please feel free to share with me below!
Here’s to a productive week ahead!
I have been working in my own little bubble for more than 4 years.
It was what I needed at the time.
When my mother died, I needed space. During her decline, there was no room for dealing with my own feelings. So after she died I needed time to process everything I had pushed deep down inside for months.
I was so grateful for the peace and quiet at work. I was in my own space and my supervisor pretty much left me up to my own devices. He really trusted me to work on my own.
I was grateful for this safe haven. Because there was no way I could have faced an office full of people, acting like life goes on, when my world was never going to be the same. I would have lost it. I know that is a luxury that many people don’t have and the fact that I had this haven is something I will be forever grateful for.
So in my own little cocoon I worked.
I started the process of facing what I was feeling and started dealing with my grief.
I went inward.
I healed. Slowly.
This however had an unfortunate side-effect.
The rest of my unit and the wider department formed their own opinions of my “hermit behaviour”. They saw it as me being a bitch or…not liking people. Which if I’m honest is not entirely false. Either opinion that is.
However, I didn’t particularly care what anybody thought.
I worked well. I worked hard.
I worked alone.
But like everything else in this life…ALL THAT IS ABOUT TO CHANGE.
On February 03rd, I will MOVE to a new department. Not only is it going to be on a floor full of people, I will be expected to be team lead in a unit of men.
Funny enough, my One Word for 2014 is MOVE.
However, when I set my intentions for 2014, I expected a move of some sort…but no way did I see this one coming and I am not entirely sure that I am ready. Be careful what you wish for…right!
But guess what, there is a time for everything.
My time for being silent is over.
Now it’s time to be seen and be heard.
It is time to shed The Shroud of Two Rings. Which is the name my supervisor gave my moods. And yes he told me that this is the name he gave the almost impenetrable hard exterior I usually wear to work.
And no, I’m not mad at him.
He has actually been really understanding and patient with me. I will forever be grateful for the space he allowed me to just be me.
The other side of the coin is that this has been my struggle all week: Being truly me and feeling pangs of…will that be enough?
Will my reputation for being a ball-buster help me here? Time will tell.
But for 2014…I’m liking unpredictable endings. So far.