It often surprises me when:
Someone actually wants to converse with me (especially when I don't know him/her that well), maybe I should re-phrase this one...someone actually is LOOKING AT ME meaningfully when he/she is talking to me
Someone reminds me I'm important
I can influence others
I can make something happen that might not have happened before, or as successfully
When I receive a compliment
When I am thanked
Someone asks me for advice
When I know I am important
Call me a downer, but I tend to have a low opinion of myself lately.
I like list entries.
Friday, February 19, 2010
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
My Night of Alone
This is my first ever post! PLEASE comment. The good ones stay, the bad ones get added to a special blog I may or may not publish someday...
So a few weekends ago I attended the Michigan Music Conference. I got a hotel room to myself for the night and it was really...liberating and comforting experience to have.
I'm a commuter, coming to and from my parents house every single day. Already having one crumbling experience of a moving-out situation going sour, I had given up hope I'd ever be out, or feeling like I was out, for a long, long time. And that was fine -- I could accept it and move on.
But then I got this hotel room for an entire night to myself. And its not like I was going to be wasting time there -- I needed to *prepare* myself for the following morning of endless walking to education sessions, performances, and sight-seeing.
So, I placed my things in piles about the room, made some coffee, took a shower, walked around naked a while to grab a few things I forgot for my shower from my room, meditated via Zune, set an alarm, and slept soundly through the night.
I didn't realize just how precious the experience was until I arrived back home with my family. Mom would call to ask me if I got lonely, and happilly enough...I didn't! There were times I did get fearful, a usual sort of solitary feeling in a place I didn't know, but I gave it up to God for the night. Once I got past that, I really enjoyed doing my own thing and taking care of myself. I take advantage of so, so much back home, really hadn't realized how dependent I am (and most likely will be for a few more years to come).
Hopefully more opportunities like this will present themselves, otherwise I'll continue my life as a commuter, devoid of much independent life.
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