I think I'm coming into a renewed season of being unapologetically me. You see, where I live, I'm surrounded by people who like to fit in. Maybe you live in a similar place. Maybe you're blessed to live somewhere where people are encouraged to be themselves - to be individuals. In Savannah, I felt the freedom to be me. I currently live in northeast Georgia, just outside of Atlanta. There's a whole lot of "keeping up with the Joneses" and such going on up here. I'm not a fan. I've offically decided to stop feeling like I need to be part of this group. For the record, I'm not really thinking of specific people - it's more of a mentality, if you will.
I think we all struggle not to compare ourselves to people around us. It's so easy to look at someone else and assume her life is so much better - so much easier, less complicated, less dramatic, more blessed - than mine. What a lie.
I think I got caught up in this "adult" idea that my life is supposed to look a certain way by now. I should have 2.5 kids. Own a house. No debt. Solid savings in place. Be well travelled. Be crazy successful. At something. Anything.
Those things would be nice, but who along the way told me my life was less if I didn't have these things by now? And in all sincerity - kudos to anyone who's already gotten there or is closer than I am. Truly. I just find it tiring to feel - what is it? - less of an adult? not as accomplished?
God didn't make me to fit in. And I've never liked being told what to do. How did you learn to ride a bike? My dad tried to teach me. I think I was around 8 or 9. The lesson lasted about five minutes. I decided I didn't like the way he was teaching me, so I told him to go home. I would figure it out by myself. And I did.
Today, I'm rejecting the lies. Ha. As many of the kids I still fiercely love would say, "I'ma do me." God has more than equipped me for the calling he has on my life. I don't need to worry about what other people think I need or what they think I should be doing.
I know this isn't my typical style of entry on this blog, but I wanted to share. Don't get me wrong - the lighter things I tend to post are most definitely me being me - I love to stop and smell the roses. I just figured someone might read this and think, "Yes! Me, too!"
Thanks for reading :)