RedDaddy, on the other hand, has a completely different love language than I (wait, is Sticking To The Budget No Matter What! a love language?), so this random act of kindness was unexpected, to say the least. He even wowed me with his clearance-table-minus-10% total! Guess I'm finally rubbing off on him. :-)
The point of this post is much deeper than my excitment over my husband buying me a coffee mug. I do, after all, own more coffee mugs than Imelda Marcos does shoes! The point isn't even that the coffee mug was a cute, thoughtful gift. I mean, it IS cute...just look at the front:
The point is that the mug spoke to me, and not in a "Shirley MacLaine channeling" sort of way, either. It spoke to me in a "get this right and all will be well" sort of way. Since I couldn't get a shot of the back that you could read, here's what it says:
LIFE IS A DANCE
As you share your unique talent,
You are experiencing the joy of life,
Connecting with who you are
and finding the gifts you have to share.
DANCE!
Hmmmm... anyone else have trouble with this? Come on, I know you do! My BFF-Hometown and I had a hearty laugh over how hard it is to complete one of those "personality" quizzes. Really, who can answer all those questions about themselves confidently? I'm always hollering into another room, "Ruby, would you say I'm more this or this?" , or "Peach, do you think I do this more often, or that?", or even "Hey, RedDaddy, would you say I'm more a this-person, or a that-person?" Oh, please...you know you do the same thing!
What bothers me about this coffee mug, is that I really want to dance. I do! I want to just "be myself" and "connect with who I am". The problem is, I'm not sure who that is. Not to sound too mid-life-crisis-y, but I often wonder what exactly IS my unique talent, what ARE the gifts that I have to share?
Oh, I know some things, like who I am as a wife and a mother. I know what kind of friend I am. I know I have experience as a homeschooler and as a mother that is a help to others. I realize that I CAN do many things. What I don't know for certain is what I WANT to do. What are my hopes, my dreams, what do I truly LIKE.
Here's a great example of what I'm talking about: If I go into a furniture or home decor store, I am immediately drawn to what is durable and cheap. Really. Not what I find pretty or what I'd truly love to have. If you ask me what will hold up to kids and what will hide stains, I can tell you without a second's hesitation. But ask me what I like...uumm, well...I have NO idea!
Now, I am not without hope, or without a plan. (Hey, that's something else I'm good at...planning!) Several years ago my MIL gave me a book that I was not ready to read. Fast forward 10 or so years, and I think I'm ready. I've already talked my BFF-Hometown into taking a one month long, self-discovery journey with me. Tomorrow, I'll invite you all to join us as well! Stay tuned.
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You're going to leave me hanging, aren't you? ;)
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