Find Your Why

Find Your Why

Lately, well a little more than lately- I’ve been working on this side project. The more I dive into it, the more I am learning things about myself that should have been obvious but only just became clear through this process. I have been reading a book called Business Boutique that’s directly related to my project. What I like most about this book, aside from the knowledge Christy Wright supplies, is how it really opens me up for self reflection. It has helped me focus more on my strengths and less on my weaknesses. It has helped me clearly put together a plan based off of my strengths and values as a person. The more I read, the more exciting aspects of my life that I am looking forward to exploring are revealed. Through reading this book it has helped me identify what brings me genuine happiness in what I do.

A question she frequently poses is what’s your why? Why do you do the things that you do or want to do? I’m naturally encouraging. I like encouraging people. I enjoy letting people know that they are not alone and there is someone who will listen; someone who will understand or not judge them. I mostly thought that this was my why. Upon further reflection and prompting from the questions asked in this book, I started really thinking through things throughout my life. The book references so many times people saying “I’ve always enjoyed knitting.” or I’ve always enjoyed creating or painting” but for several chapters I couldn’t really find my “I’ve always enjoyed…” until recently. See, I knew I always enjoyed encouraging people but what I really enjoy is how God opens doors for me to encourage people in simple, but powerful ways.

I’ve always enjoyed blessing people in ways that makes whatever gift is given personalized. Because words are my love language and because I value gifts that I know specifically speak to me as a person, I thoroughly enjoy giving items, gifts or words of encouragement to people where it personally speaks to them. Over the last year or so I have started making gift baskets as presents for people. Whether it be for birthday, Mother’s Day, Father’s Day, Christmas etc. I deeply, deeply enjoy making these baskets and the shopping that goes along with making the baskets. Now anyone that knows me knows I strongly dislike shopping! But it’s something about going out and picking specific items that I know a person would enjoy that just brings me so much joy. I’m always excited to give these baskets because I hope that through the items I picked just for them the person can see my heart and intent behind it. Life is so short. The people you care about need to know without a shadow of a doubt that they’re important to you and that you care. Knowing how encouraging or happy these baskets (sometimes I use a box) make people feel is apart of my why.

Another part attached to my why are personalized, hand written cards I mail out to people. My goal is to mail 2 per week. These cards are meant to encourage and uplift people; to remind them that even if they’re struggling or hurt or overwhelmed that they still matter. They’re important and amazing and loved. The feedback I receive blesses me more than anything else. When people tell me they tack it to a board in their home and when they have a bad day they read it and it encourages them or that they carry it around with them as a reminder or that it’s exactly what they needed to hear on that day in that moment it seriously warms my heart and touches me to tears. I’m grateful that God allows me to bless people that way. There is so much harshness in this world. People are often struggling in ways we cannot comprehend and in ways they may never say. It costs nothing to be kind. It costs nothing to encourage someone but saying nothing when you had the chance could cost someone everything.

So with all of that being said, my why is simple. Because I have had experiences in my life where I’ve felt alone and because I know how it made me feel to have someone see my pain and say something encouraging I make it a goal to pay it forward. I’ve had moments when I was falling apart and didn’t want to deal with another second of the day and someone would give me a small gift or a card and it would change my whole mood. It would give me hope and well, who doesn’t need hope? So whatever you do- at work, at home, with friends, at church, in your community, find your reasoning for connecting with others and it will change your perspective. It really can help you be more passionate about your purpose, find joy in what you do, and help you be a conduit to changing someone’s life.

Misplaced Frustration

Misplaced Frustration

Part of a prayer book I’m reading says to write a letter that confesses your fears and joys of parenting. Experiences, I suppose,of what you’re feeling in the moment. Some days I feel like I’m present and that I’m at least doing the basics but here lately I’d say at least over the last 6 months if I’m not yelling then I’m extremely frustrated. Micah may not remember this stage-thank God- as he’s a baby but Ari probably thinks I don’t like her or that everything she does is wrong or that I’m mad at her all of the time. It’s a mixture of so many different emotions.

I feel like there are so many different stages of the reality of parenting and when you hit that you stage you spend a certain period of time wondering how long you’re going to be in that stage. (i.e. how long am I going to have to keep telling them to clean up after themselves? Like this has been going on since they were 2? They’re 11 & 14). I have very smart, funny, loving kids. There are some days and some moments in very hard days where they really make me laugh with something they say or do. While Sam doesn’t live with me during the school year, it’s nice to get to face time her and get to hear about her day or listen to funny stories that she tells. Her sense of humor is really quirky. Ari is over the top melodramatic. All of the time. But she’s also really sweet, helpful, and way more self sufficient than even I realize at times. She can cook, clean, do her hair, do her laundry, and get herself off to school. Pretty good for a middle schooler. Micah is still a little person and requires a lot of attention, but he, too, is making his way towards independence. My number one thing I’ll be glad for him to learn how to do is use the toilet!

But in all of those things that I can see right now in my head as I am writing, they aren’t what’s seen in day to day life. It’s the frustrations of repeating the same things over and over again. Asking the same questions that you asked a few moments ago because you’ve given directions but nobody has done what you’ve asked. Repeating the same rules. If anyone lives in their house with a master negotiator like Ari then you get it. It’s exhausting to have to constantly repeat no because she will creatively ask the same question in a different format. So I find myself yelling a lot more than I used to and she feels that. She even says “please don’t yell” before asking a question sometimes and that kind of makes me wince. Which then puts me in a head space of man I suck!

Honestly sometimes our response to our kids is not about them or something they’ve done. Sometimes it’s more about us and the stressors we are carrying around. Being an adult is difficult. There are mounds of bills to pay on a monthly basis-watch out for the unexpected ones. We are balancing work and the high demands of the job, friendships, along with marriage or significant others.Volunteering in ministry or giving our time elsewhere. Then we have to make time for ourselves- How? Where’s that extra time coming from? Along with trying to care for and manage these little people who come with their own set of problems, illnesses, friendships, extracurricular activities, jobs, feelings, and needs. It’s a lot for all parties involved. And sometimes we are already on the brink of losing it then something our kid says or does sends us over the edge. Doesn’t make it right but it happens. I can tell you in most situations that what’s been happening with my yelling episodes.

As I’ve come to recognize that, I’ve gotten better at taking the time to take a deep breath and go- Ok don’t do this or fix this or change that- in a much calmer tone. I am better able to communicate with my kids because I am recognizing where the source of my frustration is coming from. That’s not to say that sometimes they aren’t the source! Hello! All parents know that at times they are the main source. I have had to send myself to my own room for a time out on behalf of my kids LOL. But this is just a reminder that sometimes we miss the beauty in our kids and in parenting because we are letting outside things affect our mood and set the atmosphere in our home. What could potentially be a great teaching moment turns into us being angry and the child being sad or frustrated because of misplaced feelings. We’ve all done it. We’re all learning, no matter what stage of parenting we are in.

Just be grateful for God’s grace because kids are resilient and forgiving beings. They continue to love us even when we are less than favorable towards them or unfair at times. I thank God for that! At the end of the day if you’re like me, you’re just praying to God that the little people He has blessed you with will continue to grow into the amazing people you’ve been praying and trying to shape them into.