January 1, 2018
#IMMAKINGITHAPPEN, #IMGETTINITPOPPIN, #NEWYEARNEWME…. these are all the sayings that you see as the new year is about to approach. This year I chose none of those for 2018. With that being said 2017 wasn’t as eventful as it should’ve been, but I definitely went out with a bang (as you can see). On December 14 I fell and ended up with two arm cast all while living abroad. Initially, I had a hard time trying to understand why/how this could happen. I still struggle with it from time to time, but it’s getting better. I’m not a big believer in coincidences, so normally when things happen I try to use it as a learning experience. This is not always my initial reaction, but after the dust settles I try to learn from every experience whether it was good or bad. I believe that in order to change, growth is necessary and as I get older I never want to be that person that remained the same from five, 10, or 20 years ago. Ideally, I want to evolve into the best possible version of myself. Over the next month my goal is to post the lessons, experiences and funnies that I believe will carry me through this year and give me the ability to create a fruitful and prosperous year that will provide the catalyst to my destiny.
1. I need community
The saying “no man is an island to himself,” is very accurate for me. When you live abroad your community constantly changes because people come and go. This particular season of my life I don’t have the community that I once had. Mainly because my previous community has moved back to the states and I moved to a different school in a different location. The area that I currently live in is filled with a majority of people who are married with children and naturally their priorities are family first as opposed to someone that is single with no kids (me). It wasn’t until my accident that I realized I had a community of women (mostly mothers) that came to my rescue. These are people that I work with on a day-to-day basis and even though I see them in school and we don’t necessarily have conversation outside of a simple hello, they cared enough about me to offer help. After my fall I wasn’t thinking that I wouldn’t be able to do anything for myself (I know it would seem obvious, but I think I was in a state of shock for the first few days) it wasn’t until they brought it to my attention and asked me if they could send someone to help me during my time of need. Although I have no problem with helping others, I am not a big proponent of people helping me. It is very difficult for me to accept help. Which is something I’m working on, but this experience has given me a lesson in humility. I’m a very private person and I don’t like a lot of people in my house. The community that I didn’t know I had showed up to make sure that I was okay and they swooped in and showed me kindness during this holiday season. Holidays are always tough for me because I’m not with my family and friends. As “coincidence,” would have it my mother booked her flight last August and was coming to visit me during this Christmas season. Help came in the form of a woman who happened to be the same age and stature as my mother and she taught me some valuable lessons during this short time that she was here to help me. The biggest one was why I need community and I can’t retreat and isolate yourself. I will use that lesson to spread my wings.