MEscovery

I'm on a mission. A few months ago I went on a work course which required me to write a mission statement for my life. So far, so American. I was sent to sit by myself for 2 hours(!) to come up with it and all I ended up with was three words. Somehow all things I want were reduced to the following simple statements. True Not in a "Don't lie, Pinocchio" sense. I want to be true to myself. To have the courage to speak up, write what I really think, share photographs and allow myself to show people my weird little quirks and contradicting personality traits. To self-censor less and be vulnerable and 'open'. I'm pretty sure I'm an (undiagnosed) introvert, so this doesn't always come easy. In the past it has proven to be worth it though, so my aim is to "do me" more. Focus On the here and now, live in the moment. To appreciate what I have and don't skip ahead. All those things. I want to make sure that whatever I do, I give...

While I am writing this my three year old daughter is proudly singing along to Frozen songs. The fact she doesn't quite know all the words is not a concern at all. She sings with a little smile on her face and mumbles along to the parts which are a little confusing and hikes up the volume for those parts where she knows the words perfectly "Do you want to build a snowman?" "Okay, bye!". Not a day goes by where I don't catch myself admiring my children's self confidence to go and be bold, sing out loud (not bothered about being pitch perfect or knowing the words), shout out to friends across the road (oh, my heart always sinks when the friend doesn't respond straight away ("They might not have heard you, sweetie."), talk proudly about their achievements of the day - however small ("I didn't wee in my pants! Now, can I play a game tonight?"). Some adults seem to keep that self belief long after we leave childhood behind. Oth...