The last few months have been a blur of last minute assignments, exams, baseball games, lacrosse playoffs, awards ceremonies, banquets, open houses, graduation! and life’s expectations. A few weeks ago while we were in the throws of the last week of senior year my ADHDer found himself under a pile of work he had to get done and a short time frame. We laugh about his “life motto” … “The quicker I fall behind the more time I have to catch up” but there are times it gets very real very quickly.
I can do hard things.
The interview was fine … fun even! On the ride home I ruminated over the questions and my answers … I was mostly happy with what I had said. The last question my interviewer had asked was if I had any last thoughts to share that she hadn’t asked.
My typically overfull mind was blank … “No, nothing I can think of,” I said.
On my twenty minute ride home, as always happens, my thoughts became clear.
You can do hard things.
We, as women, wear so many hats. We care for children, our parents, our partners. We tend to our work and our homes. We contribute to our communities, schools and friendships and work on our marriages and partnerships. For years I did not spend a sustained amount of time on my dream of becoming an author because for me, it did not feel that the time I would spend working on my craft would contribute to my family in a significant way. It was too hard to do both – to put my family first and still invest in myself.
What I have learned is that investing in myself is investing in my family. And I am so blessed that my sons and my husband not only encouraged me to pursue my dreams they have celebrated my accomplishments with me. Having them be proud of me was something I didn’t know I needed. I can do hard things.
Writing Last Turn Home showed my boys that pursuing your dreams is worth the time and effort. Writing Last Turn Home showed my boys that life is full of all kinds of detours and distractions.
Writing Last Turn Home showed my boys that I can do hard things.
Writing Last Turn Home showed my boys that they can do hard things.
What would you do if you weren’t afraid? What would you do if you weren’t certain investing in yourself distracted from your family? What would you do if someone asked, “If you could do anything you want what would it be?” Where does your mind go when you dream?
I changed my facebook blog page to “Lara Alspaugh, Author” from “Confessions of a Daughterless Mother” this week. It made me sad to see CDM change, but I feel excited about the change, too. My blog still exists, and always will. You can access it easily by heading to my web page laraalspaugh.com and I will continue to write about raising this tribe of mine so we can always remember that we are more alike than different and that none of us are alone.
I have grown in the warmth of your comments and thoughts in response to my blog and book. I have reached out toward the sunshine that writing gives me with your encouragement and for that I am so grateful.
You can do hard things. What would you do if you decided to believe that?