"...Behold I say unto you, that by small and simple things are great things brought to pass; and small means in many instances doth confound the wise" --Alma 37:6

Tuesday, February 16, 2016

Tearing Down the Bunker

As she looked around her small one bedroom apartment, she realized it had become a bunker of sorts. She had turned it and herself into Fort Knox. The piano sat silent against the wall and books collected dust on the shelves.

When had her true smile disappeared? When did she stop enjoying the things she truly loved? When she begin hiding from the world? She had locked herself up so tight she didn't really even recognize herself. The question now was: What was she going to do about it?

She smiled to herself and the words from Rachel Platten's "Fight Song" came to mind. As motivating as that song was, it really only expressed a feeling not a way to achieve that feeling. That was done on an individual level. So how to get herself back....

Dancing while cooking and cleaning was one of her favorite pastimes. It was time to re-initiate the ritual. She loved going for walks, reading outside, and falling asleep in soft, green grass. So walks were going back on the list.

Scrapbooking and card-making were going to make a comeback and strict budgeting was must. The nerd in her loved a good spreadsheet. Maybe it was genetic? Who knows...life is silly that way.

It was time to break free and be herself again. Life has it's ups and downs. However, we control how long we are stuck in our slumps. Dr. Seuss once described these slumps as The Waiting Place. We decide how long we sit in that waiting place, before we look around and say, "NO!," as we stand up and, "I have a life to live and now is the time to move on." We don't just stop being ourselves just because one bad thing happened in our lives.

After each event we experience we add to ourselves, improve on ourselves. She decided she was a better person today than she was when this all began. No more Netflix binges and junk food chubbs time. (except on certain occasions) It was time to take her life back.

As many of you have probably already guessed the "she" in this post and in a previous post are the author of this blog. I find writing in a more fictional format makes presenting my thoughts flow much easier. However in this case, I have something to say.

If you want to know the honest truth about life, here it is: Mortality is the hardest thing we will ever experience. It was never meant to be easy and sometimes I get really frustrated, but you know what,...your attitude towards each experience and event that occurs in your life can make all of the difference. Please comment below if you would like to add your new goal of reclaiming yourself or of simply surviving a trying circumstance in your life.

Thank you for reading.