"I believe I deserve something beautiful" -Elizabeth Gilbert
Online dating has made us hyper critical of everyone else while simultaneously complaining that we can't find a man or woman who loves us for who we really are. We are quick to dismiss people we may actually be quite compatible with simply because they don't fit what we have envisioned for ourselves or because we fear what other people might think or say.
In my previous schools, if you were able to get the kids to behave and respect you and also learn something along the way, that was enough to get you through (not to mention middle school is less rigorous than high school). I have my relationship building tools with my kids down pat, but I have not yet had a chance to really test my actual TEACHING capabilities with kids who are, shocker, eager to learn.
This post is my 50th (FIFTIETH!?) post that I will be putting up since starting this blogging venture in January, which seems crazy to me--this means I've written over 50,000 words this year so far! (Perhaps I should just start my book already) I have absolutely loved this journey, and it has taught me quite a few things already.
No matter what you need to set in place for yourself in order to feel accomplished and continually grow, the fact remains that there does need to be some regularity held sacred in order for the benefits of routine to be the most potent.
If you don't have health, your quality of life sucks. I don't care if you have ten million dollars in the bank; if you don't have the ability to do what you want, when you want because of hangups with your health, you don't have anything. For some people, money is the barrier to their desires, but that can always be earned. Once you lose your health, you cannot buy it back.
In a world of uncertainty, there is nothing more important than knowing 100% for sure that someone, somewhere out in the wildly rolling waves of life, is keeping the lighthouse lit just for you.
Today, we don't need a village to survive. But I would argue that we do need a village to thrive.
We don't need people to encourage us to keep curling the 5 lb weights that obviously are a better fit for the tiny 80 year old woman in Silver Sneakers class. We need people who are going to yell in our face as we struggle to put up the 20 lb shoulder press, and encourage you to go for that last rep before our arms fall, exhausted, but our pride swells, elated.
I desperately want all of my goals to be accomplished. So why is my motivation not propelling me forward in the way that a burning desire should?
When you tell someone 'thank you', or 'miss you', or 'wish you were here', it's saying that you notice them and you're grateful for what they bring into your life. You observe what they do when you're around, and you care when they are not around.
Hannah Elizabeth 