Rock bottom? Hey, I like climbing
I’m currently watching a dedication service in the USA. An old friend is having her daughter dedicated. This is the child that I hold in my heart for no better reason than this kid showed up in this world a healthy baby weight and didn’t lose weight after her birth. Her health and vitality was a ridiculously small thing that stayed with me, I was and am proud of her. Just for her being herself. Her mother is the founder of WealthIam. A brilliant entrepreneur.
She did a reflection which stuck with me, she described how she does exercises with people on to describe things in 6 words. One of them was “describe your life in 6 words” So someone wrote. “Rock bottom? Hey, I like climbing.” That my dears feels like the story of my life.
I’ve been down. I’ve gotten back up. I’ve been down again and I’ve gotten back up. I’m down now, and guess what is going to happen next? I’m getting back up. That’s the thing. I’m a climber, a fighter, a builder. I create the world I want one brick at a time. No regrets, just love. Therefore I encourage you, to whatever you are going through, get back up. Make it happen for yourself, because there will be another season, as sure as summer follows spring. That season may be better than anything you have ever imagined.
I have been looking forward to my 30th year like nothing anyone could imagine. 2 months to the day before I turned 30 my dad died, and therefore the most magical year of my life has been one of depression. I have had to learn how to be happy right now. Be okay right now. I’m so used to climbing, when people throw rocks my way I simply with resignation accept them for their foolishness in the current moment and keep on keeping on. Don’t get me wrong, I grieve for myself too. I dislike being kicked just like the rest of us and if you cut me, I bleed. However, Rock bottom and I have met each other so often every time I’m there I’m on first name terms.
But the eternal truth is that those of us used tor reinventing ourselves will always come out on top. By the way, my friend at the end of the reflection left us with a task to write 6 words to leave to the children of the world. Here are mine.
Please love yourself, nothing else matters.
Grace and Courage.
Annetta Mother Smith.