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It is not easy to take risks.
and it is not easy to do something new.
and it is not easy to be vulnerable.
and it is not easy to be courageous.
and it is not easy to mess up.
well the messing up is easy but you know.
tell me about someone who makes you better and braver. in the comments section. and I will draw a winner at the end of next week.
and you win a 10 x 10 of the print above.
so you can give it to them yourself.
so drink a coffee and share. and have a fantastic weekend.
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16 comments:
I will start. and I wont be in the drawing but this goes out to my california lifeline WREN BALKUS. who is with me miles away in spirit all the time. who reminds me to be bold. and to be faithful. and to be as sparkly as you can. because you should be the shiniest thing in the room. and you should never feel like you look silly. because other people can think whatever they want. and they can take another sip of boring. and we will rollerblade away with our happymeals and orange sodas. well. she will have one. ill have a coke.
My grandma makes me better and braver. She is in her 80's, but she still hangs with her 7 children, 12 grandchildren, and 4 great-grandchildren, and she takes care of my grandpa. She does it all with style. In fact, there are many mornings when I stand in front of the mirror, unsure of my outfit for the day and think to myself, "Grandma would wear it," and I know it's a good outfit. She paints inspiring watercolors and gives them away for gifts. She's the best!
My sister. She believes in me in ways I will never understand, has a way of putting iron into my spine and an exhale at the end of the sentence. Life is beautiful in ways I can't fully describe because of her tender love for me. And now I'm balling. Thanks, Abby-dabby-doo. lol
My dad makes be braver and bolder every single day. When I was 12, he left his job with a steady paycheck and started his own company - a colossal risk that I didn't realize the gravity of until I started my own business many years later (and I don't have two kids to support!). My dad sends me inspirational quotes, and reminds me that I am good enough, smart enough, and brave enough just the way I am. Aaaaaand I'm with steph-a-ninnie, because now I'm sort of a watery mess ;) Also your shoutout to Wren...I melt. Love you Abs!
My husband makes me a better and braver person. His confidence, strength and determination inspires me to take risks I'm petrified of taking. He's my best friend, lover, partner, advocate, biggest fan, literary editor... the list goes on and on...
This may sound silly, but my boys make me a better and braver person. They have made me push out of my comfort zone, my insecure, introverted comfort zone, to be better and braver FOR them. To not let my fears and insecurities become theirs down the road. They, of course, don't know they do this for me yet, but its the truth. I've gone places, talked to people, done things I never would've thought because I want to create a fun, happy, exciting world for them to grow up in!
My mother makes me braver!! She's had so many hardships in her life, and she just moves on with humor. She's made me so much stronger and makes me appreciate my life.
My husband – I know that he is my biggest fan, and thanks to his unending support I am better and braver. Whether it’s a quiet whisper he sends my way to tell me to keep trying, or a roaring cheer to let me know he’s behind me all the way - he encourages me to go for it. He inspires, challenges, dances, waits, listens, shares, laughs, cries, motivates - all at just the right time. He lives his life full of love which he so freely gives to all who cross his path – and I am better and braver because of it.
My beautiful friend, Rishma. She has shown me who I am and what it takes to be a true caring and genuine spirit. In the face of bullying and adversity, she has shown me how to stand up tall and be what we are and not who someone else wants us to be.
She is the sister I've waited 20 years for.
Oh gosh. What a tough question. I would have to say there are 3 such people in my life. My parents and my boyfriend. These are pretty cliche answers but they're so very true. My mom helps my creative side soar, my dads helps the type A personality in me plan, and my boyfriend holds my hand when I take scary risks. I couldn't do it without any of them.
i just married him. last week he gave me a birthday card that reads, "you're my person." it's the exact message we both feel so lucky to have between us. we joke about how we never would have chosen each other through a paper application process, but it works because we're different. we challenge each other. growing independently and growing together have become intertwined. we have a long way to go. we're lucky to have that and to know it.
we just moved to a new city together and we're enjoying our new home here. i can't think of a better piece of art for our space.
My soulmate and my best friend is the bravest person I know. How many of you can say that they lost their best childhood friend at 27 yrs old In their sleep and their 21 year old brother to suicide when they were 32. I was with him when he found out about his brother. We were both volunteering at a camp for siblings with cancer when the call came in. It was probably the most traumatic thing I have ever witnessed and even through his own grief he still came back to camp and made sure his kids were ok. He has been through some very tragic things and he helped me through my divorce.
He is the most loving and caring person I have ever met. I'm lucky and blessed to have him in my life. I don't know how he gets up most days and functions with the pain he feels. But I know for myself, that even though I'm alone and divorced I will never take this world on by myself cause he is always right beside me even 6 hrs away. We hold each other up and tackle every obstacle together. I hope everyone finds or has their own "Robbie".
My boys make me better and braver. They see the best in me and force me to do the same. They think I can do anything and with them believing in me – I think I can to. They have pushed me outside my comfort zone and have given me the most wonderful experiences of my life. And the wonderful thing about kids is when you don’t quite succeed even having made the attempt is seen as just as much of a success because it’s the foundation to build a bigger, better, bolder dream on.
MY SISTER! When we were children she stayed in the room with me, even though we had an empty bedroom down the hall, because I was scared to be alone at night. As teenagers she supported my stubborn personality, letting me know it wasn't her way but it was ok to mine. When I went off to college, she made me a trunk (it is still an awesome addition to my home), it was made so I would fill it with my hopes as I went on the the next stage of life. As adults she traveled from NY to VA to share in the birth of my son. She continued to support me by answering every phone call, too many to count, I ever made as a concerned first time mom. She taught me to be brave in darkness because I was never alone; never apologize for who I am; always fill my life with hopes; always ask for help especially out of love or concern. Her love and support makes me a better person every day!!
I love this question! This little baby boy bump makes me braver. I always thought I would be a mom someday, but the thought of it being a reality was terrifying nonetheless. I love my life and relationships, why would I want to change it all? He is only 23 weeks young and not even out and about in this world, but he already makes me want to be better. Be braver. Love harder. Teach and learn. Create. Share. He makes me want to create a better world for him to live, love and have fun in. This little baby, who I can barely feel minus the occasional kick to my bladder, is already teaching me that trading expectations for appreciation makes the world a better and more beautiful place.
And this adorable print would go right in his nursery to remind him to be brave and love.
My best friend, Kevin. He understands me at a level above how I understand myself. We talk so often that it is almost as if we are not miles and miles apart. It's a beautiful thing to be in friend-love with someone - it's almost as if we have some sort of cosmic connection. We are far apart but somehow always in the same mood, whether it be high spirits or on a low. But I always know that if it's one of those low days, one 20 minute phone call with him can put me right back up on a high. Together we are the best, strongest, and bravest versions of ourselves.
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