My life changed...
The day I decided to have a great attitude and work hard.
The day I quit waiting for validation from other people and
realized I needed to provide it for myself, instead.
The day I quit waiting for people and opportunities to find me and
sought them out with a will to win.
The day I quit believing that someone else could tell me the
best way to "balance" my own family, work, and life obligations,
because the only person on the planet who could do that was me.
The day I began to believe in myself.
The day I caught a glimpse of my potential and made the
conscious decision to use it up as best as I could on this short adventure we
call "life."
The day I decided to quit worrying about things uncertain.
Preparing for things unnecessary. And fearing failure. And decided, instead, to
embrace these things in all of their former unappreciated glory.
The day I decided to quit wishing and start
"wandering"—through life. Into adventures, lessons, a crazy
culmination of experiences, mistakes made, and a whole lot of fun, too.
The day I no longer allowed negative people to occupy valuable
space in my mind, heart, or inner circle, and bid them farewell on my way out
the door.
The day I quit questioning whether my spot in the parking lot of
life was good enough. Or big enough. It was then. Still is now. I have the
power to make that spot whatever I'd like it to be.
The day I decided to rise up to chase my passion, pay homage to
my talents, and inspire others as much as I could on my journey. Because it's a
short one, even when it's long.
The day I decided the ONLY person who could tell me what I
couldn't do, or could do—was ME.
The day I decided to write this post to share it with the world,
because I had something to say.
Because I didn't quit after all. The truth is, I hope I never
quit. Not today. Not tomorrow. Not ever.
And I hope you don't either.
We've got a few more rounds to go—some of us in stilettos.
It is going to be epic.
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