I chose LeeAnn Womack’s “I Hope You Dance” for this week’s Friday Finale. It says all I wanted to say today, to get across this week. Making sure that you are taking the time to “dance” – whatever that may mean to you.
To me it sometimes literally means dancing! There isn’t much better than turning up some tunes with a beat and shakin’ what my mama gave me while I’m making a great dinner for my family. I enjoy biking – an hour with the wind in my face and the tunes in my ears. I love to read, to scrapbook, to write. Somewhere along the way all of those things got set aside – I got set aside.
Hello, my name is Heather and I don’t take appropriate care of myself. It has been one week since I have done something for only me…..
Yes, I do think there should be a 12 step program for this! I know hundreds of moms and we all have this in common: we put the needs of others before ourselves. I work in the Human Services field so by the very nature of my job I put my needs aside for others. Unfortunately I carry that over to home as well.
Last week I took a stained glass class. It was a total fluke thing. I signed up ages ago but was on a waiting list so I figured I’d never get in. Someone called me about 2 days before the class to say there was an opening and wondered if I wanted in. I hesitated!!!! I cannot believe it myself, but I actually hesitated. Instantly I ran through about a hundred things in my mind that I should probably do instead – none of them involved “me” time. Fortunately, that little voice in my head (the one I often ignore) SCREAMED at me! It said “take the class stupid! you’ll regret it if you don’t!”
So, I said yes and drove over to pay my $21 dollar fee – can you believe the $21 was something I hesitated over too! I don’t hesitate to pay the $65 for Eli to play t-ball or the $40 for Keegan to play soccer. Again the little voice screamed at me! Bitch!!!
I made time to come home before the class to kiss my guys goodnight since it was an evening class. I headed out with nothing in tow – not even my sanity.
The instructor of the class was amazing. He talked us through each step and did hands on demonstrations. I got to pick all of my glass – I got to change my mind about my glass choices about half a dozen times. I got to cut glass. I got to use a soldering gun – yes people were a little scared! And when all was said and done I got to bring this home:
I found a piece of myself amongst all of those pieces of glass.