As I was walking around a store earlier today, a little girl (she looked to be middle school age) said to me in passing, "You look really pretty." My shyness came out in full bloom. "Thank-you so much! That's very sweet of you!" I nearly whispered as I shrank away in embarrassment, kicking myself along the way because I couldn't come up with anything better to say.
I mean, seriously! This little girl had enough courage to tell me this, (you could tell she was nervous to do so) and all I was brave enough to respond with was a dinky little thank-you! Ugh!!! I hate how shy I can be sometimes!
I spent the rest of my time in the store trying to work up the courage to find her and let her know how much her comment meant to me, but when I saw her again in the parking lot she was too far away for me to reach. By the time I made it over to her she'd be in the car driving away. Well... at least that's what I told myself. If I had really wanted to I could have chased her down like a crazy person and given her a big hug. But I chickened out.
I couldn't stop thinking about the run-in during the drive to my next destination and eventually decided that I wouldn't let her words be in vain. Although I didn't thank her as appropriately as I should have, I decided to make up for it. I will share her kindness with another stranger... pass it on to someone else : )
So thank-you, little girl, for being an inspiration to me. Your kindness and innocence will be a blessing to not only me, but to others also : ) Happy Saturday : )
"A single act of kindness throws out roots in all directions, and the roots spring up and make new trees. The greatest work that kindness does to others is that it makes them kind themselves."
~Amelia Earhart
Saturday, July 7, 2012
Thursday, July 5, 2012
Fearless
Fear is a topic that really intrigues me. It's an emotion that can be pretty hard to control at times, at least for me anyway.
Yesterday I saw a car that had the word FEARLESS written in bold letters across the back window. It wasn't the nicest car to say the least, and I found myself wondering about the two men that were in the car. "Are they really fearless? What does that mean to them? Do they mean fearless in all aspects of life? Probably not. They are driving a pretty crappy car... if they were fearless, wouldn't they have chased their dreams, made lots of money, and drive a nicer car than that?" ... Please don't judge me for my ridiculous thoughts... I realize it's pretty unfair to make judgements like this and immediately felt guilty. I know everyone has a story, and material things definitely aren't what make life meaningful. But my point is... are they truly fearless?
I'd like to think of myself as a pretty fearless person... not afraid to take on the world and all of it's adventures. This however, is definitely not reality. I'm fearful of lots of things... bad car accidents, illness, lightening, tornados, failure, and the list goes on. If I'm really being honest, one of my biggest fears is fear itself... letting this emotion keep me from reaching my full potential or missing out on great opportunities in life.
For instance, I've always wanted to model. I think it's really cool and have my own personal reasons for wanting to have my face in a magazine. Maybe even on the cover. But it's not something I'd like to do as a career. I think it'd be great to do on the side, but with the fashion industry being so competitive, I've talked myself out of putting in the effort to even try. I'm scared. I've been the subject of my mama's practice photography sessions many times, and am always horrified by the faces I'm making or the awkwardness of my body in the pics. This alone has kept me from attempting to make modeling a hobby. Why put the effort into something if I'm not any good at it, especially if I'm not going to do it seriously?
But then the fearless side of me yells, "Why NOT?" Life is to short not to try. Life is to short not to go after your dreams, no matter how trivial they may be. What do I have to loose? What am I missing out on by not trying?
God only knows... I think I just may try being a little more fearless. So keep a lookout : )
"Always do what you are afraid to do."
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
Yesterday I saw a car that had the word FEARLESS written in bold letters across the back window. It wasn't the nicest car to say the least, and I found myself wondering about the two men that were in the car. "Are they really fearless? What does that mean to them? Do they mean fearless in all aspects of life? Probably not. They are driving a pretty crappy car... if they were fearless, wouldn't they have chased their dreams, made lots of money, and drive a nicer car than that?" ... Please don't judge me for my ridiculous thoughts... I realize it's pretty unfair to make judgements like this and immediately felt guilty. I know everyone has a story, and material things definitely aren't what make life meaningful. But my point is... are they truly fearless?
I'd like to think of myself as a pretty fearless person... not afraid to take on the world and all of it's adventures. This however, is definitely not reality. I'm fearful of lots of things... bad car accidents, illness, lightening, tornados, failure, and the list goes on. If I'm really being honest, one of my biggest fears is fear itself... letting this emotion keep me from reaching my full potential or missing out on great opportunities in life.
For instance, I've always wanted to model. I think it's really cool and have my own personal reasons for wanting to have my face in a magazine. Maybe even on the cover. But it's not something I'd like to do as a career. I think it'd be great to do on the side, but with the fashion industry being so competitive, I've talked myself out of putting in the effort to even try. I'm scared. I've been the subject of my mama's practice photography sessions many times, and am always horrified by the faces I'm making or the awkwardness of my body in the pics. This alone has kept me from attempting to make modeling a hobby. Why put the effort into something if I'm not any good at it, especially if I'm not going to do it seriously?
But then the fearless side of me yells, "Why NOT?" Life is to short not to try. Life is to short not to go after your dreams, no matter how trivial they may be. What do I have to loose? What am I missing out on by not trying?
God only knows... I think I just may try being a little more fearless. So keep a lookout : )
"Always do what you are afraid to do."
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
Monday, July 2, 2012
Let Me Entertain You!
This all started when my favorite Christmas song came on, Mariah Carey's All I Want For Christmas, and I sent video of myself singing it to my best friend. She lives several hours away now, but when the song first came out we lived together and would dance like idiots all around the apt singing the lyrics at the top of our lungs. A co-worker got ahold of my phone once and saw the video, which resulted in me making more. Once I changed jobs I would record myself singing on the way to work and send "I miss you" videos almost weekly for their entertainment. Until this happened...
Oops! No more videos while driving : 0 And thankfully, no one was hurt!
AHHH. Sorry to tease you, having trouble uploading, but will work on it. I'd love to have this as part of my blog. Any advice on uploading videos is welcome.
Oops! No more videos while driving : 0 And thankfully, no one was hurt!
AHHH. Sorry to tease you, having trouble uploading, but will work on it. I'd love to have this as part of my blog. Any advice on uploading videos is welcome.
A few things I'm loving right now...
- My Ray LaMontagne station on Pandora.
- Having the day off!
- Upcoming fireworks and hopefully family time.
- Watermelon = )!!!
- That I actually have a tan for the first time in years.
- Random finds at TJ Maxx
My new running shoes...
[caption id="attachment_161" align="aligncenter" width="225"]
I have a thing for shoes that look like they may be radioactive or glow in the dark. The brighter the better : )[/caption]
July Already.
Yesterday I had planned to go to church but when I was finally ready to walk out the door, it was 10:30. Church starts at 10:30. Crap. So instead, I changed clothes again and went to Panera to listen to a sermon via podcast and do a little journaling. I've been really slacking when it comes to writing and keeping making/completing my monthly goals. (I like to make lists and get lots of pleasure from checking them off as you'll see...) I ordered my all time favorite salad- the asian chicken salad YUM! - and had to settle for the second best table. My usual window seat was occupied by a guy who looked to be of Indian decent with headphones and a book in front of him. As I settled in and began eating/listening to the sermon, I noticed the guy kept looking at me, and it freaked me out a little, not gonna lie! I avoided eye contact and went about my business until I thought I heard him say something. Turns out he was asking me a question, so I took my headphones out and asked him to repeat the question. Here's how it played out from the writing in my journal...
"I hate I missed church this morning, but feel that things happen for a reason and I'm where I need to be. Hopefully I didn't miss out on any blessings. Lord please help me to be open and receptive. Give me words and help me not be shy! There is an Indian guy sitting at the table next to me and he just asked me if I was at Epcot last night. At least thats what I think he said. I couldn't really understand him and was a little confused, so I politely replied, "No" and without being able to come up with anything else to say, turned back to my Ipad and put my headphones back in. -And boy, God, do you answer questions/prayers fast sometimes! lol. I just put my writing on hold in the middle of that last sentence because the guy started talking to me again. Complimenting my handwriting and asking me a million questions: "What are you writing, Why do you keep a journal, What do you write about, Are you in school?". It was an interesting conversation I guess, with several awkward moments intermingled. Such as when he pointed out that I have "the salad in the teeth" and when he asked why, if my toenails are painted and legs are shaved, did I neglect the upper half of my body and not shave my arms or paint my fingernail! Hahaha :) I have to admit I was slightly caught off guard. A lot caught off guard. It was a little hard not to be offended, but pretty hilarious. I've had my fair share of laughs over it all now. So "Nick", if my journals ever do make it through publishing as you asked, here's a shout out to you. Thanks for making my lunch interesting. :) And on that note, I think I'll pack up and head to the Running Company for a new pair of shoes (thanks Groupon). I'll finish my writing later. Happy Sunday!"
Too funny! Oh yeah, and Epcot turned out to be the Epicenter! I figured this out from the mention of Enso.
Anyways, let me go ahead and make this disclaimer... I am in no way a grammatical genius and this is one thing that has held me back from starting my book as planned. Please don't hold it against me. I also use smiley faces in my writing. A LOT! I've even had entries about my smiley faces. Because I'm terrible at drawing them.
"I hate I missed church this morning, but feel that things happen for a reason and I'm where I need to be. Hopefully I didn't miss out on any blessings. Lord please help me to be open and receptive. Give me words and help me not be shy! There is an Indian guy sitting at the table next to me and he just asked me if I was at Epcot last night. At least thats what I think he said. I couldn't really understand him and was a little confused, so I politely replied, "No" and without being able to come up with anything else to say, turned back to my Ipad and put my headphones back in. -And boy, God, do you answer questions/prayers fast sometimes! lol. I just put my writing on hold in the middle of that last sentence because the guy started talking to me again. Complimenting my handwriting and asking me a million questions: "What are you writing, Why do you keep a journal, What do you write about, Are you in school?". It was an interesting conversation I guess, with several awkward moments intermingled. Such as when he pointed out that I have "the salad in the teeth" and when he asked why, if my toenails are painted and legs are shaved, did I neglect the upper half of my body and not shave my arms or paint my fingernail! Hahaha :) I have to admit I was slightly caught off guard. A lot caught off guard. It was a little hard not to be offended, but pretty hilarious. I've had my fair share of laughs over it all now. So "Nick", if my journals ever do make it through publishing as you asked, here's a shout out to you. Thanks for making my lunch interesting. :) And on that note, I think I'll pack up and head to the Running Company for a new pair of shoes (thanks Groupon). I'll finish my writing later. Happy Sunday!"
Too funny! Oh yeah, and Epcot turned out to be the Epicenter! I figured this out from the mention of Enso.
Anyways, let me go ahead and make this disclaimer... I am in no way a grammatical genius and this is one thing that has held me back from starting my book as planned. Please don't hold it against me. I also use smiley faces in my writing. A LOT! I've even had entries about my smiley faces. Because I'm terrible at drawing them.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)