There are very few moments in one’s life that they can remember where they were, what they were doing and or they were wearing. Even less of those moments have profound impacts on their lives and the way the view and see the world. As superficially ridiculous as it may sound, one of these rare remember vividly life-changing moments for me happened during the very last episode of Sex and the City. You know the one – where Carrie, back in New York meets up with the girls and then walks off, alone into the crowd with the amazing monologue?
Well, friends, somewhere along the line of becoming someone’s wife and someone else’s mother, I got lost. I wouldn’t trade my husband or son away, but as you’re reading this post, I’m in London. I’m there for work and am taking advantage of the time I’ll have to spend time with my true favourite person… Me!
It’s easy to forget you when there are so many other priorities flying around. I’ve let the relationship I used to have with myself take a backseat to family, work, chores, errands, keeping up with the Joneses… And I’ve become lazy and tired always putting myself last. It’s resulted in me not being happy with me and that in turn means I can’t be the best wife/mother/child/sister/friend/partner/employee/neighbour that I can be. So while I’ll be working long hours and truly is not a vacation, in many ways it’s a vacation from my real life – and I don’t think it could have come at a better time for me.
So… Here’s to you. Here’s to me. And here’s to us all loving the us we truly are.