So here goes nothing, attempt #33405 in starting a blog. If you notice the date, and care enough to search what day this was, it's a Thursday night. It's one day before our famous parade and I'm sitting here, just wondering, "What is keeping me from blogging?". I'm self-conscious about my accent already, why am I being self-conscious about my thoughts in writing? Many other times I've decided to just start on "Monday" or in August for a fresh new school year but all attempts have failed. Here comes one last chance to try and make myself feel good about my failures: I simply hadn't found what to write about.
As I was looking through my Pinterest feed, I realized one of my most used boards is my quotes board. I LIVE FOR QUOTES. No, seriously, I do. I'm not sure if it's the shortness and bluntness of them, or the graphics added that make such a simple statement so powerful...but I love them. So, I've decided to base first entries on quotes. Boom. Problem solved.
Out of the hundreds of quotes pinned on my board, this one stood out to me because of how much I live by it and constantly revive it. There are quotes that fit at a certain moment of your life, and then six months later you don't relate anymore. No matter how much time goes by, I still feel thankful for those who have said no to me. Mind you, after much therapy, I'm able to be thankful. At one point in my life I wasn't though. There are still moments when I suddenly feel resentment, but it all goes away when I dust myself off, and try again. (Yes, I'm a 90's kid, sorry).
There's a wonderful book called, "The Gift of Failure" by Jessica Lahey that talks about letting children fail in order to teach them grit, endurance and perseverance. It's as if those people in my life that neglected me once had read this book too.
Many people say, "I'm unapologetically...me, fearless, etc,.". Well, I'm unapologetically marked by those who've rejected me or my ideas, BUT much stronger because of it.