Difference Maker!
Age can make a difference.
My childhood wasn’t the greatest. It wasn’t the worst, but shit happened. You don’t realize in those moments how those things impact you until you’re an adult. And that’s the truth. At least that’s my truth.
My teenage years were not much better. The events of my childhood made things difficult for me to trust and connect.
My twenties, things did get worse. This is when I did start to fit in, but not necessarily with the right people in the beginning. When I did start surrounding myself with people who are to this day, my circle, it took me way too long to fully trust and connect. I am beyond blessed to have them in my life.
But along came my thirties. This is when I started to pay more attention to myself. I began to reflect and understand why I had reacted to the things that happened in my past.
I will never forget having that “ah ha” moment in the car. Let’s call it a breakthrough, although it was a little more of a break down. These “breakthrough” moments sneak up on you anywhere and anytime. For me, I had unexpected flashbacks of my life from that very moment all the way back to when I was five. Crazy but true.
From that moment of understanding, I began letting go. I began rebuilding again. And now, here I am in my forties. Eek, I hate saying I’m in my forties.
I am at 45. I am willing to graciously accept my age and accept the time and maturity it took me to get here. I truly feel I am ready to take my mental and physical wellbeing to the next level. And if it wasn’t for the decades of experiences, lessons, connections, and education, I would not be here at this very moment.
So, embrace the years. They ultimately dictate how we prioritize values, efforts, and attention – all the things that make us who we are!