Well friends, it seems as though we missed a month. An entire month went by with no newsletter. We messed up, we dropped the ball, we simply forgot. No one knocked on our door asking, “Where is your newsletter?” Maybe no one even noticed! But we did. We noticed on May 2nd, that it was, well...May 2nd. And not a speck of a newsletter had even been thought about. So, when I pondered what to write about this evening, it came to me. Just be honest. Fess up and own it. And oh, how hard that can be sometimes. I find myself often throwing up my defense mechanisms, my shields, my self protection. You see, if someone would have asked about our missing issue, I would have immediately pounced(not bounced!) back with, “We were so busy we did not have time”, but that would be a lie. Busy, yes. That is a fact. We are business owners and such is life as a business owner. We are never not busy. So that excuse can go right out the window. Not a lie, but not really truth. Full disclosure is~ we forgot. And I feel really good about saying that outloud! Imagine life if we could simply say; I forgot, I was wrong, I AM SORRY with nothing holding us back. No defense to prelude it.
It is a very busy season for R&R as well as both of our personal lives. We are literally full swing with weddings, 7 in 8 days during one stretch this May, and it is exhausting and exhilarating. It is everything I have dreamed of and more, but with all of this comes humanity and a dose of humility, with me dropping the ball in one way or another, in business and in life. A dinner I promised to make my family, a movie I swore I would keep my eyes open for, a bridal quote or update I promised to have done by the end of the day, a lunch date with my husband, I have simply forgot or not fulfilled.
In our world of trying to do it all, being everything to everyone, to be our best, to be THE best, we sometimes slip up. More often than we care to admit, I am afraid. I want to be okay with admitting that. I want to be okay with others when they slip up on me. I want to offer “I am sorries” and “I forgots” and let them simply be enough. The age of 40 brought an abundance of confidence in who I am to my life. Who I am as a woman of faith, as a mother, as a wife, as a business owner. But under all of my “40something” sas, is still that stubborn, make an excuse before I can spit the truth self. I am going to try. I am going to undoubtedly make a mistake tomorrow, and I am going to own it. Baby steps. If I can do it once, maybe I can do it again. And again. And again. And then my friends, I am one more step in being the person I am meant to be.