I threw the medicine ball against the wall trampoline, and I missed. The 20 pounds flew back at me. I laughed. It had been awhile since I had been at the gym and was just glad to be back. I was kind of testing the injured shoulder and turned around to chase the ball when a perfectly composed woman, with impeccable hair and makeup at 6:30AM, whispered: “Don’t worry, no one saw you.”
“I’m sorry, what?”
“No one saw you.” And laughter from behind told a different story where a young man said: “Dang it, what did I do to you?” I laughed harder, apologizing and admitting I was quite impressed with my throw, and would work on the catch.
I am not perfect and don’t pretend to be perfect especially when I am having fun. I grabbed the ball, and while he stayed on alert, she left the area. A few more throws helped me figure it out…this time.
Isn’t life about what we toss out there, and then wait to see what comes back at us? Isn’t figuring things out a lifelong commitment? Toddlers learning to walk, basketball players swishing for the first time, college students finding their passion, and adults looking for life’s balance are all the same thing, aren’t they?
Something we all figure out.
Unfortunately, sometimes it seems everyone, except us, seems to have it all figured out. It is so easy to make unnecessary comparisons and task ourselves with the expectations that everyone else places on us as we scroll through social media. Maybe you wish you could be them, or maybe you see people with the life you think you want. Do you?
Sorry, that’s way too exhausting for me.
If you truly think anyone has it all figured out, you are wrong.
We all dribble coffee on our shirt sometimes. We all trip at the most inopportune times, we all have disappointments, and we all fail. And we don’t have to figure it all out today.
Life is about discovery.
Life is about evolving.
Life is about facing change and figuring out what works best for YOU.
Think about that for a minute. Picture those who surround you. Admit it. Isn’t it those perfect imperfections we love about each other the most?
Now go on; be brave enough to be bad at something new.
You are loved.
Wind Kisses, Donna