Maybe life isn’t about avoiding the bruises. Maybe it’s about collecting the scars that prove I showed up for it.
Those scars are the result of tests that I did not fail and I’m happy for them because I know in my heart that I was able to be strong. I’m still here and my mental toughness meter is charged and ready to go.
Experience is a priceless collection of knowledge that comes from living. It teaches us all things and if we meet it with honesty and courage it does build character.
Our lives are a series of experiences, some that will challenge you so hard you may not be able to breathe. You may feel beaten and suffocated, panicked at times.
You’re not alone.
As the years pass, I have learned to be more patient with myself. Even if others are not, that’s ok. You can’t please everyone, nor should you have to.
I keep high expectations in my sights with hope as the anchor and confidence as my foundation. Experience has improved my resilience and shown me the importance of consistency. I depend on these traits every day and I am so thankful for them.
Sometimes they look like scars from battles won and lost but I cherish them because they mean that I showed up for this life. I didn’t sit on the side lines.
I’m glad your here..
What has been your biggest lesson learned?