I hope everyone had a Christmas full of family, friends, laughing,
love and maybe a little Santa Clause too! Ours was one of my favorite yet;
seeing, learning, and loving through the eyes of a one year old is such a
rewarding honor us as parents are given.
With New Years Day just around the corner
and the clock running out of time until midnight so many of us, including
myself, are guilty of looking through different Instagram pages: ones of
fitness and healthy eating, ones of organizations, or recipes, or fashion. We
have laid in bed nights previous giving thought to different ideas or even
found ourselves thinking, "How can I be more like her/him." Pinterest
has so many great plans for me in this New Year. 2015 is going to be my year, a
year of change.
7:48 pm New Years Eve I uploaded a picture
of my family to my Instagram account with a short summary of our past year.
During this, I was given much hassle about the time I was spending on my
phone instead of helping prepare for the nights events. Maybe my timing was not
right, maybe I should have been more available to help and prepare, but is that
not the story of our lives? There is never the right time, if there is ever
time at all and given a replay I would do it all over again and here is why.
I sometimes get lost in the music of it
all. I get so busy with lists and goals, trying to be more like this and like
that, and thinking that if I buy what she has I will be more fulfilled.
Stop-when I just stop, I realize that other peoples talents and accomplishments
are not an indication of my own shortcomings; I then allow my heart to
celebrate my own abilities, who I have become, and all that I have been blessed
with. New Years is an excuse I used for 24 years. I clung to 12:01 as a new
start; a fresh beginning. What I failed to do was high-5 myself for everything
that lead me to that point. Just like there is a bonus at a job, or a award at
a ceremony there should be recognition for what makes me, me and what makes
you, you. So without further ado, drum roll please... 2014's admirable
mentions:
To mommas who do it alone. Your strength
makes you powerful. You handle the job that two parents still struggle with,
and you handle it alone with dignity and courage. You are the security and the
knot that holds your family together. What you do does not go unseen. Your
heart is heard. There is a reason you were given this life. You are a hero. We
honor you.
To the daddys who do it alone. You handle princesses
and tiaras as well as you handle dirt and monster trucks. You provide. You may
not have dreamed this dream for yourself yet you would never take back those
miracles that call you daddy. You handle your little hearts with love and
tenderness. You are an inspiration to all of us.
To the teenage mom. You are young and you
are scared yet no one would ever know. Your strength shines through you. Your
child has become your best-friend. You have grown up and taken on the
difficulties of an adult. You will make it. We are cheering for you.
To mommas everywhere. For all the time
spent running errands, all the to-do lists, and still managing to "do it
all" at home is worth an award itself. The mere fact that you get up and
take care of little hearts every.single.day instead of crying in a bed of
unfolded laundry is commendable. You give that bite of dessert that you saved
for last because it's the best part to your child because they want it and you
laugh when they spit it out. Turns out they only wanted what mommy had. You
give and give and give until you have nothing because you love them. You know
it, I know it, and they know it. There is nothing that can compare to a mother’s
love.
To the momma with the big purse. You knew
there would come a time your child would need that one item. Yes you may have
carried it the last twenty trips but on trip number 21 when there was nothing
else but that item they wanted, you had it, you were right! Cheers to always
being prepared and hauling that duffle bag sized purse around. P.s. your arms
look fab.
To the late dad. You work, you provide,
and you give all you have for your family. Your presence reminds those little
hearts that look up to you that they are the most important in your life. It
may be only for a few seconds, but seeing you brings out their smile. You may
not make it every time, but the times you do are the times that count the most.
They will remember them. For all those times...daddy was there.
To every person, parent, daughter, son, on
every continent in every world. Keep doing what you are doing. You are
phenomenal. Remember what journey you had to take to get to where you are.
Don't focus so much on a new beginning and forget all the footsteps you left
getting to where you are now. You will find so much more contentment when you
take pride in yourself and not in trying to be someone else. Be the best you.
Work towards the best you. Acknowledge yourself. You are worthy of it all. You write your story. Your
life is your message so brag a little about your accomplishments. Show off your family. Be proud of who you are and post that damn picture on Instagram.
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