People closest to me have received this admonishment…
You’ve got to put your own oxygen mask on first.
Me
I still haven’t learned to take my own advice.
This is today’s lesson.
“We can never obtain peace in the outer world until we make peace with ourselves.”
~Dalai Lama
I’ve spent my entire life seeking fairness, expecting reciprocity, not giving with the expectation of receiving, but believing that my turn would come. Far more often, receivers became accustomed to my giving. I look back, realizing that I missed moments, opportunities, and experiences now lost to me.
It Is My Own Fault.
My mother will never again hold my hand.
I will never pick another apple from my Granny’s tree, and will never get another chance to back the Chrysler out of the garage.
I Can Choose to Sit with My Regrets…
…or I can choose better…
treating myself like a loved one…
giving with an open hand…
being who I truly am, giving not out of a sense of obligation but solely because it gives me joy…
setting boundaries…
Because none of this is promised…
…and all this $h*t ends.
Chelle A Wilson 