Wisdomist Wednesday : My 7 Year Old Self

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What would you do if you were to meet your 7 year old self?

Would you warn them of anything?

Would you tell them to take advantage and savor anything that much more?

It’s funny to think, at 7 years old

I was in grade 2, maybe 3 …. the Lion King was the coolest thing, that and watching Full House and Family Matters.

My biggest concern was being good enough, to earn a sticker in school each day and getting the immediate backseat on the school bus.

I couldn’t say I would want to be this age again – while sometimes I HATE the responsibility of being an adult — I do love the independence.

I wouldn’t necessarily warn myself of anything to come, but I would remind myself constantly that when things get tough, your parents have your back like no one else – I would tell myself to laugh as much as possible, at everything.  And be kind, even to those who aren’t kind to you.

Funny enough, I would give my 7 year old self the same advice that I would give my 17 year old self ( I would probably add, stop wearing so much makeup to my 17 year old self) and to my 27 year old self.

Tell me kids, what would you tell 7 year old you?

Wisdomist Wednesday : Hugs

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I’m a firm believer that so much can be expressed through simple gestures – a smile, waving to someone, saying good morning, a quick text message — seriously, as silly as it may sound, I know for a fact that it can turn someone’s day around.

That’s exactly how I feel about hugs. I know I’ve ranted on-and-on about how I’m stressed out lately with work and life in general. I’ve tried writing and giving myself pep-talks – there’s just something about a hug.

Comfort.

It’s not a solution to all problems, but it’s such an amazing band-aid.

I’m lucky that I surround myself with people that I actually want to hug – people that I believe deserve my hugs ( I don’t do anything special, my hugs are just warm .. .they mean something) When I’m giving you a hug , whether in person or a *hug* over text message, what I’m actually saying is

I love you

be proud of yourself – I’m proud of you

you’re winning life – even if you can’t see it right now

I’m here for you, all of you – the sweet – sassy and insane

And when people hug me, it stands for me letting my guard down – it’s me welcoming you into my space to either celebrate or commiserate. It’s me wanting comfort, understanding, acceptance, it’s a chance for me to release my emotions … it’s both a silent scream of excitement and me bawling for a release.

My ladies, my  mom, my dad and my amazing husband – whether in person, or electronically … I never want to stop hugging you.