I have never liked to say I couldn't do something, but there are some things I feel I can not do. Ride a huge roller coaster for example or sing solo in front of a large audience. My body feels as though it wont let me. No matter how much I want to, I can't. I look at it and think it is strange that my body can tell me what to do better than my brain sometimes. Sometimes I want to run fast and far yet my body feels like Jello and will not go. For the first time in my life I have felt strong. Well stronger than before. My body feels strong and healthy. My head although weighed down with life is free like it has never been. And my spirit.. feels alive. Even between working full time (actual work not just holding cute babies all day), two college classes, classes for work, and having time to clean the house, homework, dinner, and writing this long blog. I made it and I am still making it.
I love being busy there is something that makes my world seem right when I never have time to breathe. So to say 'I couldn't do something I don't have time,' time is all i have. I have so much more to learn, so much more to see, so much more to be. It's that potential I have to be someone that gets me up every morning in hope that being someone might start today. I can be what I would like to be in life but in the end I hope that I can be someone not just for me but for everyone that needed me. Potential is always looked down on, such as when someone say "You have potential, but.." How many of us dwell on that 'but'? And how many of us dwell on our potential? I have the potential to be someone. I am not sure what I will be but I hope it can be said that I was a Wife, a Mother, a Lover, a Giver, a Friend. There is not much more in life to hope for but that.
We have memories of the people that have shaped us to who we have become. But we ultimately had to chose to be that person we are now. Examples in life are the people that have shown us their true character and we have chosen to be like them. My Mother is strong, giving, and beautiful in all the ways a mother should be. My Father is independant and honest. Now the hundreds of others that have shaped my choice to be what I can become are people that probably don't even know. I have watched people unhappily living their life. I have seen those in desperate search for attention turn to vile things that have shaped them and they cannot escape. I have seen the worst in people. Yet, everyone has a side that they are not proud of but it depends on who knows they can be the best or settle (on things around them or on themselves.)
Everyone has the potential for greatness, more than they could imagine. I can be great and I can be what I choose to be. No one can pick my life for me. That is why it is mine. My Life.
Thursday, August 27, 2009
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