Inspiration

     

     This is the strongest woman I have ever known, and I am lucky enough to have her in my life. I met this woman about seventeen years ago, instantly a part of her. I eventually learned her name, and she gave me one. I grew up around her, learned everything I know from her. This lady, is my mom. From the beginning  I have always loved her, although I never realized how much I truly needed her until fairly recent years. 

     When I was younger I would only go to Mom if I had to, besides, she couldn't tell me something I didn't already know, so what's the point? I could face the world by myself and I didn't need the help of someone who couldn't understand me-I call this ability the thirteen-year-old-syndrome. Secretly, Mom had been there the whole time holding me up and letting me believe in myself. Still through it all, I tended to have an attitude problem with her when I didn't get my way, making both our lives harder. It took some time to come to the realization it was my fault for all the trouble I got in. 

     As I grew up, I began to try to face the world on my own a little more, really this time, as an image of struggle at her finest. Coming home from High School with frustration and determination made for a bad mix. Stress had built up in my life and in my shoulders. But I noticed Mom always seemed to be there to rub out the knots of tension and release the depriving strains of stress. 

     I couldn't be who I am today without my wonderful mother. I hope one day, when we reach that point in our lives where we've got things close to figured out, she can look at me and be proud of what she has done. She is one of the greatest gifts from God I have ever received, and therefore another amazing blessing. 

      

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Contentment

     If I was asked if I could be anywhere in time where I'd be, normally I would say the future, about ten years. It's dangerous to think this way, always looking foreword. But now that I think if it, it's what I've always done, not necessarily planning, but frankly wishing my life away. 

     What could happen in ten years? Let alone, what could happen in five years, or even just one? Numerous events, life changing or seemingly meaningless. In just a days time a persons life can be turned around, the death of a loved one, the birth of a child, the meeting of a soal mate. So much happens in the world around us and in our own lives. We as a people, a nation, a society, go through life living in a mundane pattern. We go through the motions and expect to get something in return, something greater that could ultimately give us purpose. But, what lies behind it all, this idea that something greater can always be archived, that something with much more significance is ahead of us? Nothing. 

     Time is a manmade concept. This idea of time gives us perspective on how much longer we have to be what we want to be or do what we want to do. The beautiful thing about time though, is the chance it gives us for contentment. 

     To be content allows you to appreciate the amazing gifts you have, how far you have come, and how good you truly have it. Contentment is a release from the strains of not being good enough, it gives us peace and happiness, allowing you to be proud of what you've done and happy with what you have...really, it's beyond happiness. It's power. 

     I have decided to look not in the future at what I feel will be the time I'll have my life together, but to see where I am now, and to appreciate how I got here, to better see the blessings I have been granted, to be content.