During my life, I had to face what some people may call tragedies. I know far too well physical and psychological pain. I know the different meanings of loss.
Still, I am here, sharing with you my journey through my challenges, alive and kicking. I could have drawn, and to some people, I was entitled to do so. But it’s not in my genes. I wasn’t built this way. When I have to face a problem, I just look right at it, and try to think of a way to get rid of it. In the less painful way possible, without hurting anyone if I can. And I learned this the hard way. Each tragedy in my life made me stronger « what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger » said Nietzche. In my case, he was right. Each tragedy put a new piece on my kevlar/teflon armor. I learned to let go, let it glide on me and just go away, and to shut down my emotions when I face danger. Then I can think properly and act.
See I am not waiting for my knight in shining armor… I am a knight in shining armor myself. And when tragedies are dealt with and gone, I just remove my armor, and live my life as the caring woman I am deep within. Not a princess, as I keep my armor nearby, ready to be put on again if needed.
But I wasn’t that woman my whole life. Luckily, I would say! I had to face some minor tragedies, the regular ones. The one you can face everyday in silence… And those hurt. A lot…. and it took me a long time to just realize that. In fact, I was just coming back from my last battle against fate. I was hurt, but still alive. And I had a hard time getting back on my feet, getting back to myself. I then realised that all those little things, the looks, the rumors, the way people thought about me or my way of raising my kid, all these littles things were like shackles on my feet. Very heavy shackles that prevented me to just get on my feet and go on with my life… As soon as I realised it though, I got rid of them. They were just illusions built by people who don’t mean anything to me, but that I let hurt me.
So here I am, typing these words wearing my bright shining armor, proud of each piece of it, and ready to remove it again, till I have to fight another problem. No fear, no pain, just a smile on my face, because I know that I will either win it, and get another shining piece of armor, or loose it, and learn a lessons as well as getting the new piece… Either way, I win.
And that’s what I love about life.
So here is your challenge:
One card a week 41
Quote: » Wear your tragedies as armor, not shackles. »
Here are the rules of the challenge:
- Each thursday, I’ll give you a quote and a pattern to play with. You can use both, you can use only one of them, it’s up to you.
- You have till the next wednesday to make your card and share it with us in the facebook group (just ask to be added, and I will open the doors wide open to you )
- The goal of this challenge it just to offer yourself a time to have fun with pens and cards, to ponder on words, to enjoy a ME time. We tend to forget about ourselves so easily! And sharing is such a beautiful thing to experiment in our life!
And here is my card: