This past week I had yet another appointment out of town and completely forgot to type up my post and schedule it. So I decided to go ahead and post Saturday. We’re talking about advice we wish we had been given.There is a lot that I would want to go back and tell myself or have someone that I trust tell younger me.
Slow down and enjoy the little things. I have a feeling that this was something that my grandma June was trying to teach me through example when I was younger. I remember spending many of days at the farm. Evenings would roll around and Grandma would take me out to sit on the deck. We would sip our drinks and watch the sunset. The frogs, crickets, birds, sheep, and many other creatures would fill the evening with their chatter. I remember Grandma telling me to listen to the symphony that nature created for us. On stormy days she would get me in the kitchen and we would make Thunder Cookies, this was done to help keep my mind off the storm as I was scared of them when I was little. Dancing around the kitchen and baking during a storm, there was nothing else like it. Sunny days when we walked down the gravel road and looked at all the beautiful wild flowers that grew along the road. After my grandma passed away I didn’t really have anyone who just slowed things down like that for me. I sort of forgot about just enjoying the little things which turns out can be some of the bigger moments in life.
Don’t be afraid to just be you. In high school I was outgoing. I didn’t care what others thought of me because I loved who I was. I was the only girl in several of the agriculture classes. The boys made m days difficult because I “did not belong there” but I kept going. I didn’t let it stop me, not even when they put me in the Emergency Room. I went back day after day. I kept being me. Then I graduated high school. I sort of lost that confidence that I always had. I let others decide who I should be. I withdrew into myself. The only time I felt like I could really be who I am was when I was with just my family or when I was writing. I spent several years trying to be the person that others wanted me to be and I was miserable.
Don’t let fear stop you. There were so many things I wanted to do but didn’t because I was afraid. I wanted to travel the world. I wanted to live in several different places. I spent a summer in Texas when I was still in high school. I stayed with my oldest brother and his wife. It was an amazing summer. It only reassured me that I do want to explore the world. I was a mom less than a year after high school graduation and I let that stop me. I was scared to pick up and start all over with my kids alone. I let fear stop me from going back to college, what if I failed? It would have been a waste of time and money. I let it stop me from pursing jobs that I wanted because I was afraid that they would think I was unqualified. Looking back it all seems a bit ridiculous, why did I let something like that stop me? I should have tried, if I failed it would have been alright. I could have always moved back home, got a tutor, or found a different job.
There are several more bits of advice that I would whisper to the past if I could but maybe I should just make sure to follow that advice now and remember to give it to my own children.
What bit of advice do you think we should remember to hand down to the next generation?