“Do one thing a day that scares you.” For some reason this quote has been following me around. Every where I look I see those black and red lululemon bags and that one statement seems to catch my eye each and every time.
Then today, I finally took a few minutes to think about what it means. I wondered when the last time was that I did something that scared me.
Then I realized I did something today that scares me, and yesterday, and the day before that.
On the surface, when I thought about doing something that scares me I would think of rock climbing or scuba diving or holding a snake. Something big; something I would never normally consider doing. And then when I thought about it for another minute, I realized that since becoming a parent, fear is a constant in my life, every day, every minute of every day.
Today I did something that scares me. Today I kissed my kids goodbye and sent them out into the world; I sent them off to school and hoped that they wouldn’t be bullied or teased or hurt. I put them in a car and said a small prayer that they would be safe, that the person driving on the road with them wouldn’t be texting or talking or falling asleep.
I yelled goodbye to my husband on my way out the door, trying not to think about what would happen if he didn’t come home that night. Because if I did, if I actually thought about all of the things that I do everyday that scare me, I wouldn’t be able to function. I would surround myself with my loved ones and forbid them from going outside, from answering the door, from doing anything. And we all know that’s not any way to live.
Doing something that scares me is not the issue. For me, and I’m sure I’m not the only one, the difficulty is doing something each day that I enjoy, something that allows me to forget about the fear and the responsibilities and the “what-ifs” that are my near-constant companions.
As a parent, a wife, a daughter, a friend, I feel like some days I spend every minute of every day doing something for someone else; thinking about other people; doing things to make someone else happy. Coupled with all of the time I spend trying to avoid the bad things, there is rarely any time left for the good things, even one little good thing just for me.
Enough.
Here and now I am making a promise to myself that I will do something each day that I enjoy.
I will sit and have a cup of tea and drink it all the way to the bottom before it gets cold. I will curl up in a cozy chair and read 15 pages of my book, uninterrupted. I will paint my nails. I will paint them once and if I change my mind about the colour I will start over and paint them a different colour. I will laugh out loud at a joke, even if it’s maybe a little bit inappropriate and probably a lot offensive. I will go for a walk – not to the store to get milk because we’re running low – but just a walk, without any destination in mind. I will talk on the phone with a friend, hear a kind voice and the miraculous sound of someone laughing at my ridiculous jokes. I will write – not necessarily anything good – but words on a page that make me feel good.
Do one thing each day that you enjoy.
Now there’s a quote I’d put on a tote bag.
Cheers to that! And I found a really great green tea today! Come over and have some xx
Keep it warm…I’ll get there one of these days!
How right you are about fear being such a constant in the life of a parent, this is not brought up very much. I always have in the back of my mind the worse case scenario but if you start to look at those things straight on, you would go crazy with worry.
I very much like your idea of doing something for yourself each and every day. I get the 20-30 minutes twice a day that I let my kids watch tv to do something for me (like now, reading blogs!) Most of my blog posts are written in this short bit of time I carve out for myself.
But a cup of tea sounds pretty good right about now too. 🙂
I freakin’ love this. Please submit it somewhere.
I wouldn’t have looked at that idea in this way, but now I will! Nice post.
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