It sounds funny but at the age of 28, I’m finally realizing what it means to focus on me for me. I don’t necessarily have it figured out quite yet but deciding to take this journey is a step in the right direction.
I’m from a small town and opportunities and options weren’t always available or advertised. I always knew I wanted an education and after getting my AA degree, my plan was to move on to a university and receive my bachelors. My mom ended up passing away when I was 15 and after a lot of moving back and forth between relatives, I finally took matters into my own hands and moved to Las Vegas when I was 21. Not only did I move to a city where I didn’t know anyone, I didn’t know how to let others treat me or who I really was. Let’s just say, I had low expectations for myself in all areas of my life. Not good, right?
After living in Vegas for a year, I happened to become friends with a really good group of people on accident. My coworkers were really friendly and social and began invited me to hang out and we easily became inseparable like peas and carrots. As the years went by, I ended up having tons of ups and downs as I navigated my early to late twenties. But one thing that stuck by me were my friends and the wise advice they gave to know that I am awesome and to not let myself be treated badly. By anyone. Ever.
As I turned 28, I took a serious look at myself and what I wanted for my future. Right now I have a great job and I’m making the most money I’ve ever made in my life which is great, career wise. I’m living in a great city and have a boyfriend who doesn’t make me want to strangle him on a regular basis despite the random times I want to stab him w/ a fork, which is a plus. I have a ton of friends and endless places to go visit, which is way more than I ever could have imagined. But, is something missing?
Am I living my healthiest lifestyle now? No, I’m not. Am I doing everything I’ve always wanted to do, hobby wise? No, I’m not. Do I really want to get married and have kids? Well, I want to get married but I’m not entirely sure on the kids part. But, am I being proactive to get there? No, I’m not. Sure, having a bf is half the battle but there is still so much more than that to getting married.
Am I doing everything I can be, to move forward in my career? No. Am I giving it all I got, in so many aspects of my life? No, I’m not.
What would happen, if I focused on myself in all areas of my life, as the opportunity arose? What if I was mindful to each activity as I was doing them and gave them all my best. I’m not sure, but I’m ready to find out.