my life lesson as of late has been acceptance. it’s been a hard one for me, let me tell ya.
i’m learning that there are things about myself and my loved ones that can’t and shouldn’t be changed. it may come to pass that i discover i’m a completely different person than i thought i was. i feel as though a lot of my life has been focused on exacting the type of life i think i should have instead of focusing on the life i want.
maybe i need to accept that my personality is such that i would prefer seclusion in a quiet cabin by a fire instead of traipsing off around the globe. maybe i need to accept that i would ACTUALLY prefer to spend winter in hibernation in a cabin in the woods and then the remaining three quarters driving around the country in a mid-size recreational vehicle. yeah….that sound just about perfect.
maybe i need to accept that i will always desire polar opposites. i need to accept my inconsistency. after all, inconsistency isn’t really all that bad.
i’m ready to accept the good and the bad instead of feeling like life has to be one big quest of self-improvement. yes, i do want to improve and continue to grow but maybe it could do with a little less self-imposed pressure.
and i’m due for an outward push of acceptance. like…maybe i need to accept that my daughter may never, ever learn to sit in a chair correctly:
and that’s ok.