“When”sday

When I turn XX I am going to….. When I save $$ I plan to….. When I find Mr. Right I know I will…. When my kids get older I’ll finally be able to….. When I find out he is acting up I will… When my boss calls me in to her office I will… When I get back from vacation I will… When Monday get’s here I will…

WhenEverything is “when” as if there is some perfect moment to make a move, make change and be better. Like we must continue to cope with, put up with, deal with other people’s mess, fears, let downs limitations, expectations and make them our own. As if tomorrow presents a more favorable season than today.

Why not make today “When”sday???? ‪#‎perspectiveiseverything‬

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Be Glad It’s “Today”

We Passion, Purpose, Positivity's photo.made it!!! Monday is gone and we are one day closer to the weekend – a long weekend at that! While each day represents one day closer to what many feel is a more enjoyable part of our week, why not take a moment to see the value in every day. Each day of the week is called something different when we are in expectation of it but when in the midst of each day they are called the same – TODAY! Try not to rush through and away today in anticipation of tomorrow or you will end up with nothing but yesterdays.

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It’s “My”Day!

downloadIs it me or does it seem like this weekend flew by?  I mean, they usually always do but this weekend in particular is a blur.  I always go into the weekend with such grand plan – I’m going to do this and I am going to do that.  In the end, when I take inventory of my weekend, well, I didn’t do much at all.  But you know what?  That’s okay!  Because today is Monday or “My”day!  My day to hit the reset button.  My day to plan to succeed.  My day to get things done.  My day to do whatever I set my mind to.  Had I managed to accomplish everything I set out to do this weekend, I may not have this resolve or energy to attack Monday.  So no regrets about the weekend.  Just determination to make “My”day work.  #bestrongerthanyourexcuses #perspectiveiseverything#putYOUfirst #runtheday

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Success

SuccessFar too often we get caught up in the social media hype of looking at everyone else’s highlights and envying their presumed station in life. I say, be less concerned about the surface of a person’s life and more concerned about the depth of your own. #thinkaboutit #perspectiveiseverything

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Why?

You’re in full swing, extra motivated as you travel this journey to a new and improved you.  You know what you want to accomplish, whether it’s to lose a few pounds, inches, tone some trouble areas, eat better or learn how to work out consistently.  It’s great you have set those goals for yourself but what’s most important is the why.  Not the “I want to fit into a bathing suit or a new pair of shorts” why but the “deep down, sentimental, heart wrenching” why.

I’m going to share mine.  It was November 2005 and I was at the peak of life.  My daughters were growing older and needed me less.  I had just finished my B.S. in Legal Studies the year before and had a promising career in a corporate legal office.  I was driven and knew I had so much more to offer so I decided I would take the LSAT (law school entrance exam) and go to law school. WhyI had it all mapped out.  And I did it.  I sat for the test, received my scores and by February of 2006, I decided to apply to a local law school.  Then came 10 pounds.

In March of 2006, I noticed I was overly tired for no reason.  My usual anal retentive self started to be less organized and driven.  Housework and chores started to slip.  I just wanted to sleep.  Then came 10 more pounds.  In April I had my yearly gyn appointment and my doctor suggested I see a specialist about my ever growing thyroid. In my mind I was like “here we go again.”  I had blood work done repeatedly and it always came back the same – normal. I told her I would think about.

In May, I received a new opportunity at another company with a 50% salary increase so I took it.  While shopping for new clothes for my prestigious new role, another 10 pounds came.  Wait…what is going on here????  Then I thought back to my conversation with my doctor and decided to move on her suggestion.  I set up an appointment at a world-class teaching hospital but had to wait months to be seen.  “No big deal” I thought.  It’s nothing serious.

Fast forward to September – first visit with the endocrinologist.  First the student examined me.  Then the real professional came in.  “Swallow” he said.  “Hmph”, was his reply.  Then he said he needed me to go for an ultrasound right away.  He explained that he felt four nodules throughout my thyroid and that he needed to rule out something serious.

Now, I am a “cup half full” kind of girl so I sashayed my way to the radiology department to set up the appointment. A week later, I was laid flat on a table with a technician and radiologist looking at the pictures on the screen, making funny noises and talking about my nodules.  It was all but confirmed that I had thyroid cancer but I would need to come back for a biopsy.  Wait, what???

I won’t belabor the rest of the details but a week later I found out I had malignant papillary thyroid carcinoma and two weeks after that I had my thyroid removed.  During the course of that ordeal, I had to stop and ask myself how I got to that point in my life.  I reflected on all the things I may miss in my kids lives if it I couldn’t be treated.  It was then that I slowly started to realize my why.  Accepting it has been a struggle but I am finally at a place of sharing it and working with it.  So here is my why:

Because I know what it feels like to waste precious moments not knowing if you will get any more chances to make memories and to leave a lasting impact on this world.  My ability to help others feel good about themselves starts with me feeling good about myself.

So there you have it…that’s my why. It’s not flashy or over complicated but is meaningful to me.  What’s yours?

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Somebody

Somebody’s been lying to you.

They told you that you were different,

And that you’re different made you less,

And that you’re less made you a useless mess.

Somebody’s been lying to you.

They told you no one could love you.

That everyone else is normal and above you.

Which led to you undervaluing you.

Somebody’s been lying to you.

They told you to apologize for who you are,

Because who you are isn’t quite right enough.

And that maybe if you fight enough,

One day you might just be worthy of acceptance and validation.

Somebody’s been lying to you.

Making you feel like you don’t belong.

Making you feel like your life is all wrong.

Making you feel like you’re weak when you are obviously so strong.

Guess who’s been lying to you?

Who’s been making tears well up in your eyes?

And telling you all kinds of lies?

About the value you bring to this life?

YOU have been lying to you.

You tried lying to me to.

But I’m not buying what you’re selling.

In fact from the rooftops I’m yelling…

“YOU IS KIND.

YOU IS SMART

YOU IS IMPORTANT.”

So stop lying to you

Because no matter how often you do.

The lies you tell yourself…

WILL NEVER BE TRUE!

I Can’t…

I can’t understand why you find it hard to believe that someone like me could be better than you.

I can’t understand why you think the kink of my hair means it’s impossible for someone like me to do the job that you do.

I can’t understand how you think it’s okay to snicker, point fingers and jeer as I walk by.

I can’t understand why you can’t understand that your ignorance doesn’t make me moan, groan or sigh.

You can’t understand how I could love myself – strong, black and beautiful as can be.

You can’t understand that instead of poking fun you should be trying to surround yourself with people like me.

You can’t understand the breadth of my knowledge, the depth of my heart and the span of my will.

You can’t understand why you can’t break me down and why my dreams you will never be able to kill.

I can’t understand why you waste your time making me to center point of your disdain.

I can’t understand why you have yet to learn that you don’t phase me and you’re wasting time all in vain.

I can’t entertain your level of thought and  your ignorance is something I cannot reduce myself to understand.

You can’t understand how I rise above, continue to climb all while living authentically.

It doesn’t matter if you can’t understand it because I can.