The downside of being an optimist that is committed to living my happiest life is my aversion to struggle. When things are too difficult and not going smoothly I assume that they simply “aren’t meant to be” and that I should let it go. That’s a problematic way of thinking because struggle is an inevitable part of life. It also doesn’t make sense in “all” scenarios, take motherhood for example, after a rough day with my baby I can’t simply decide “maybe motherhood isn’t for me... I gave it a shot though.” That’s absurd.
This is my first week back at school, I’m working towards obtaining a masters in Education and doing so online. It’s my second year at it and I’m a few classes shy of achieving my graduate goals. There’s been some hiccups though! My account wouldn’t allow me to sign in, and when it did eventually with the help of a long back and forth with IT, I didn’t have access to my class :(. I couldn’t join the lesson until late Wednesday, just in time for a deadline! I spent my first all-nighter attempting to catch up with the rest of the class only to have my internet malfunction and to lose half of my work. The worst part is that upon preparing for this class over the holidays I read my textbook in advance, only to find out that it was the wrong textbook! My efforts to be proactive failed time and time again!
That being said, I spent this week fighting the urge to simply give up, because somewhere along my life I developed the assumption that things that are meant to be will unfold before me with ease, and that was not the case.
Last straw, my internet got disconnected because my wallet got stolen over the holidays and I failed to update my new credit card information. Mama Cass simply couldn’t catch a break this week! So back to square zero. It’s a new week, I can do this! Internet is paid, with an additional $60 dollar reconnection/missed payment fee (of course) and the correct book has been found.
I can do this! Say it with me “I can do this!” Maybe Sometimes we struggle to remind us of our own strength, or as a test to our tolerance. I also had a sick difficult child and an exhausted husband who needed to sleep to recover from working nights... that meant it was the mom show at home but I didn’t resent my needy child, my sleepy husband or my mistake-making self. I just let it go, next week is a new week. I can do this! Whatever you’re struggling with, you’ve got this! Don’t be a menace in your own life, and give up in the face of a little adversity, you’ve got This!
It’s a new week! Happy Motivation Monday! This is a reminder of your greatness!
This post could be considered as my first ´´culture shock´´ experience. In the past, as a shy person, attention has never been something I looked for. However since I couldn´t help but get an abundance of it, eventually, I learned to work with it through humour, smiles and friendliness. [cartoonstock.com ] For those of you who may not already know this, I am unusually tall for a female, and taller than most men for that matter! An old teacher used to tell me, ´´Feeling weird about your height, will only make other people feel weird about it. Strut, be proud, they will see your beauty if you feel beautiful.´´ Without shoes I stand at 6´3 inches in height. I´ve always been the tallest woman by far in every location, at school, in my neighborhood, and even in my city if you ask me. When I´m in Canada, almost every day I hear the following things: [torontodominicano.com ] Stranger : ´´Wow you are tall!´´ My response : ´´Thank you, I didn’t notice ;)´´ Strang...
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