Facebook memory: September 8, 2018 – Caption and picture.
How many of you have tried to rush things and God said, “Be still” or “Be patient”?
Be Still Be Patient God’s Working
I’m not going to lie, I have been feeling pretty low for a few days now. Can’t seem to stop crying. I keep asking myself where is my life headed. Honestly, it seems like my ambitions and dreams have shriveled up. All I’m left with is nothingness. Like, I feel nothing. I want nothing. I’m just here.
Yesterday, my son said I needed to get out the house and go somewhere, anywhere. I was like, all I’ve been doing is going. He said I needed to go somewhere for myself, not to take care of things for someone else. So, we drove down to the coast for lunch. He was right, I needed to do something for me. Now, here I am laying here with my thoughts. I just can’t seem to stop crying. I’ve been patient with myself for years, so why am I not further along? I don’t want to die without achieving my dreams; however, right now, I don’t have any drive to move forward. None. I just want to be.
I know this moment will pass. It always does. But it’s becoming harder and harder to bounce back. This is hard to admit but I’m beginning to feel hopeless. Just being transparent.
It is Wednesday and the very first day of September! I just love welcoming in new months. I always feel like it is an opportunity to start afresh.
This month, I challenge you to leave the woes of August behind and embrace what September has to offer. Looking forward to new experiences and new opportunities. Let’s do something different, something exciting and new. Why is the theme song of “Love Boat” playing in my head – Gotta love life.
Starting a little late, today. Decided not to rush things. Months ago I added “LaShaundreaB’s Wellness Wednesdays” to my calendar. I added it to ensure I did something just for me at least once a week. Whatever I wanted to do. Whether that was pampering myself, reorganizing my closet, watching a good movie, reading a book, or just relaxing. I knew I would need time to slow down and breathe. So today, I am sticking with my schedule. I am taking care of Shaun, first. No rush. Everything else can wait.
A few years ago, a question was circulating on different social media platforms – “What advice would you give your five year old self?” The answer I gave then, is still the same today; however, I would add:
Be patient with yourself. Allow yourself to make and learn from mistakes. Take more leaps of faith. Save more. Invest more. There’s going to be this thing called social media. Learn to manage it, don’t let it manage you.
Here’s what I originally shared back in 2017 (I believe).
What would I tell my 5 year old self?
You’re going to have some good days and some bad days. Sometimes you’re going to feel like giving up, but you won’t. You’re a survivor. See every moment as an adventure. It will help you through the tough times. Don’t be afraid to take chances. Don’t settle for less than what you want and what you’re worth.
You will always be a little different than others. You’re unique. Embrace it! Travel. Love. Have fun. And ALWAYS put God first. He’s so awesome. The things He’s going to allow you to experience are going to blow your mind. Girl, just enjoy life. And guess what? I love you.
What advice would you give your five year old self?
Hello! Hello! Hello!! It’s almost 3:00 a.m. here in Hattiesburg. Since I am wide awake, I will go ahead and post today’s blog. This one is from another Facebook memory dated August 11, 2018. I read it and just had to share.
How many of us, no matter how far we have progressed in our mental and spiritual journey, are still struggling to heal from something no one knows about. That thing that knocks us to our knees from time to time. I refuse to believe I am the only one who experiences this.
A few weeks ago, my son asked if I ever had moments where I thought about something I did and instantly became embarrassed; something I was too embarrassed to share with someone else. I told him yes. That it happened more often than I liked. I went on to explain that most of the time whatever happened was so small, yet I couldn’t seem to get over it. That’s when I shared one of my moments with him, something I had never shared with anyone else. Honestly, I felt completely comfortable sharing it with him. I guess it’s because he is the only one who does not make me feel crazy or weird when I tell him things. Yes, he’s my gift. Grateful God placed him in my life.
Anyhoo… back to the Facebook memory. Here is what I shared three years ago.
August 11, 2018
I believe all of us can relate to this one. No matter how strong we are, or how much we’ve overcome, there’s always that one little thing we can’t seem to shake. Sending prayers and love!🙏🏽💕 #PrayAndWorship #GotsGotYou #YoureCovered
Thanks for reading. Wishing you a fantastic Wednesday!