Love is my Gift

It seems as if yesterday I was having a bit of a woe is me kind of day. We all get those days sometimes but most of us just keep their thoughts to themselves. Not me! I sprinkle those feelings all over the place for everyone to see...sometimes only to cringe a bit later on once I've had a minute to collect myself.

That's just me though. A brutally honest over sharer who overthinks :)

Lucky for me, I tend to see my ability to open my heart and spill out what's on the inside a good thing. There are so many things we all have in common, things that we feel and sometimes feel alone about, that I truly believe it helps to occasionally read something and go, oh ok, I am not alone! Here's another lunatic, over thinker, weirdo, warrior, (insert whatever word is fitting) that is just like me.

The whole point of this blog anyway is to find happiness within and to empower and inspire others. I honestly do not really know if anyone even reads this blog except for my husband because I rarely receive feedback from anyone besides him but I figure I am going to keep writing and keep sharing because maybe, just maybe, I am secretly speaking to someone, even if I don't know it.
(P.S. if you do read, let me know, share your thoughts)

So I had a bad day yesterday. I let outside influences overwhelm me and get the best of me. It happens a lot. Most days I can grit my teeth and keep on keeping on and some days, I just feel it take over. I have a little cry (or even a tantrum) and then I am back on my merry way.

Last night, after dinner, sitting outside on the deck with my husband Mike, watching the sunset, we began having a discussion about what it is that is my "thing".  He shared a quote with me that he had seen that day "The most important work you will ever do, will be within the walls of your own home." That struck a chord with me. Mike pointed out to me be that I should be proud of who I am. That's what my "thing" is...being myself. Sharing myself with others. Taking care of my family.

I may not be "successful" in the outwardly ways that that the world or society views as successful. The world sets certain expectations of us, especially women, that define success. Get married, raise a family, have an established career, make money, live in a big house, be thin, be pretty...blah, blah, blah. In reality, most of this stuff is irrelevant. Success should be about becoming the best version of yourself possible. We should all be able to define success on our own terms, achieve it by our own rules and then build a life that we are proud to live. Success will be different for every single one of us.

One of my greatest successes, I believe, is my heart. My ability to share myself and spread love wherever I go. Cultivating relationships with family and friends, being an Auntie, these are things that I am proud of. I want to be the person, who at the end of my life, is surrounded by people who love me, people who feel that I have made a difference in their life. I want that when people speak of me, they speak of love.

So for me, my success is love. It's my gift to the world.

And if I'm being honest, which let's face it, I always am...that seems like a pretty damn good thing to be successful at.