Happy New Year, Happy New Year, Happy New Year….
That’s what I’m hearing from lots of people, from every direction, all day for the past few days. I get it. But I feel like it’s more of a traditional salutation than a real heartfelt one. Although some people may seriously mean it… from the bottom of their heart…wishing others a HAPPY new year and all. While some may deeply long for something new in their own lives and really want to spread the vibe to others. Some may long for happiness at every level. And some may not even realize that their wishes are empty because their eyeglasses are just too rosey. Some, like me are excited for what God has planned.
“Lest Not Judge” Right…… so let us not judge the proclamations of others but instead look internally at our own longing for a Happy New Year. A Joyful New Year. Or how about a Glorious, Vivacious, Stupendous, Blessed New Year? I like the sound of that!!
We get to make it up in our mind. We get to say how it is for us. We get to move in that direction, trusting that we have what it takes. We will walk our walk while talking our talk and we will live through those thoughts that WE proclaim. Easy right? Not so much?
Start somewhere. Claim the adjectives that you’re going to place on your new year. Wrap your mind around them. Maybe even make a Vision Board full of pictures that speak to those beautiful adjectives that you’ve chosen as yours. Talk about them, sing about them, brag about them. Use these new words in conversations. Get so damn comfortable with them that they fee like fuzzy slippers on a cold day. And watch. Watch your life begin to move into the direction of something NEW for YOU. I’m choosing “Glorious, Vivacious, Stupendous, Blessed”. What are your new words?
Your God Girl,
This post is really geared towards mom, but I suppose it could hit home for just about anyone. I want to talk about the importance of self-care and the feelings of guilt that come along with that care. How often do you do something for yourself…say go to the gym or get your hair or nails done, and then feel guilt for leaving your kids with a sitter, at daycare, or even with their other parent? If your answer to this is never, then please teach me your ways I beg of you!!
I’m currently sipping on a latte with color processing in my hair at my favorite salon, that I drive an hour to get to in Providence. I know you are probably thinking I am nuts, but I haven’t always driven to Providence. I’ve been seeing the same hair stylist for just over five years now and two years ago she headed to Providence to open her own salon so of course I followed her. I’m just trying to keep it real here…finding a stylist that just gets your hair is like finding a good babysitter!
Do I feel guilty for getting my hair done today? You bet your ass I do, but not just for leaving the girls but also for spending the money that I should be saving. I try to save as much as I can these days, going from two incomes to one is definitely an adjustment. Yes, there is child support so I’m one of the “lucky” single moms, but still an adjustment. I thought about cancelling my appointment on more than one occasion, but it had been booked for three months and it was honestly starting to become impossible to brush through my hair. See what I just did there?!? I made an excuse for myself to lessen that ever present guilt.
You must do things for yourself that make you feel good on the inside and on the outside. Maybe you want to hit the bag at the gym, get some eyelash extensions, or God forbid take a damn nap! You are entitled to do these things, enjoy these things while doing them and still be a good mom (or dad). Getting my hair done and going to the gym are things that I refuse to have to give up. They make me feel good about myself and when I feel good about myself I feel like I can take on the world. Let’s face it, sometimes being the parent of small children, you already feel like you are taking on the world. You might as well look good while doing it <3
Remember, hugs are always free!
xX Tamara xX
“Sometimes we can be doing our thing, walking, praying that we are in alignment with God’s will and we’ll come to a closed door.”
I know one door that closed for me and that is OK. I always thought that I would be married by 30 and at least one more child I know now that will never happen. And that is OK. I can look past that because I am striving for a better future for my son and me.
Nothing, and I mean NOTHING comes before my son and his well-being. I want to be able to give my son his needs and wants in life. I want to be able to give him the things I was not given when I was younger by my parents. Not their faults by any means. My mother passed away when I was 13. My dad well that’s a whole another story but still not his fault per say.
With that door being closed and me moving forward in my life I think I will be able to do those things. Like afford to let him take band, sports, camps or whatever might suit him, within reason, when he gets older. I don’t always want to panic of what can or can’t be afforded. And with that door being closed I can keep moving forward in my schooling and keep pushing in EVERY way that I can. I am not looking back. I am not worried about anything but what I need to. Doors may close but its where we go after that door closes is what truly that matters.
And what matters is you and your family. When one door closes than you open another! When you get to that door and the door closes, you open another one. All you must do is keep pushing forward. Your happiness matters regardless of how many doors close!