When I started this blog, I was on fire. Like stop, drop, and roll because your eyebrows are about to get singed off your face, on fire. I had years of words frothing to my fingertips, just boiling to the surface. I thought about words all day and night … for about a week. Then, all the other things took center stage. (and stage left and stage right and every seat in the audience).
I’m pretty sure putting yourself on the back burner is a universal truth of womanhood. Why though? Why do we accept that when our plates get full, we’re the first to go? And why is it that its easier to serve our families, friends, jobs, than ourselves?
You know the airplane metaphor for life, that you should put the air mask on your face first, then help the kids. You should, but you won’t. You don’t. That air mask is strapped to your kid’s face before you even notice its a little hard to breathe. Its okay; we all do it. There’s a reason that little “life-ism” is perpetuated though. You’re a better wife, mom, employee, employer, coach, whoever, when you have some air to breathe.
So if this post isn’t too “woe is the life of the modern woman” for ya, I have a call to action. Go do something that makes you feel fierce as heck. Run a mile, put on makeup, write a blog article, hustle up some new business, get a killer outfit, try a new thing, hire a babysitter and go on a date. Just try it. You’ll get your mojo back.
Just so you know this isn’t just preachy girl power talk, I walked the walk and talked the talk, and posted all over social media. I chopped my hair into a chic bob and busted out my leather jacket. And I have been feeling myself ever since. Its like I have a sound track and a wind machine in my mind and I am werking it! (the traditional “working” does not apply here, not enough implied badassery)
We’re at the precipice of the holiday season. Its marathon time. You gotta hit that shit with strength and presence of mind. So before you focus on the joy of Thanksgiving and Christmas, and the busyness that entails, focus on YOU.