: cheerfully optimistic and hopeful : easygoing
I’m coming to believe lighthearted is a choice, a choice I want to make for my life. Here I am, a mother of four children, a full time instructional coach, a writer, a friend, a wife, to list the roles will fill the night, and I make mistakes.
It’s impossible to get things right every single minute of every single day of every single week. I’m bound to mess up. Even if I don’t mess up, there’s a good chance I’ll be misunderstood. Even if I’m not misunderstood, there’s a good chance I’ll drop the ball.
As my life gets fuller, I’ve noticed the potential for mistakes increases. I don’t like mistakes. Actually, that’s not true, because I’m quite forgiving of other people’s mistakes. It’s my own I don’t like. I don’t like making mistakes.
The problem is sometimes when I make a mistake, I feel guilty. I wrack my brain trying to figure out what I could have done differently, how I could have avoided the mistake. I want to fix it. I’m embarrassed and wonder how I could have made such a mistake.
All of this and it doesn’t even have to be big.
This takes a lot of energy out of a person. It can make a person serious and prone to trying to corral the day in order to avoid mistakes.
I’m not that person anymore. I’m pretty sure this part of being a recovering perfectionist.
Mistakes are part of life. I’m learning to live in the midst of them and still shine. I can do this by choosing cheer. I can do this by smiling, laughing, and remembering it is up to me to bring joy. I can’t do this if I’m handcuffed to my mistakes. Rather, I’ll let them go and step into a light heart.
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