One of the coolest things
developing within me right now is a much deeper appreciation of my
resiliency.
For a long time I viewed
my dysfunctional, rough poor childhood and wildly redneck family as something
that would always hold me down. And I
worried my natural tendency to take risks was somehow a block to real
success. What I’ve now come to realize
is that the challenges and experiences of that particular crazy path have given
me extraordinary resiliency.
It’s one thing to stand
strong when things are going smoothly but it’s something else again TO RISE UP
STRONG after taking a hard hit. I think
it’s only when we really have to force ourselves to be strong that we learn how
strong we really are.
And those RESILIENCY
MUSCLES are quicker to flex when they’ve had a lot of heavy and repeated
exercise! And just like after an intense
workout, when you towel away the sweat, or in the case of trauma, the tears,
and see that you were strong enough to make it through, the memory of the pain
start to fade replaced by that delicious feeling of accomplishment.
As the beautiful Maya
Angelou said, “I can be changed by what
happens to me. I refuse to be reduced by
it.”
Here’s to knowing, growing,
flexing and loving our resiliency muscles and all the hard exercise that
developed them!
Cylvia Hayes
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