When I was younger and would go through typical teenage drama or issues, it was very hard for me to see past it. I would carry the stress of it like a backpack and constantly worry whether the circumstances would ever change or if I’d have to live my life standing in it like quicksand until it completely devoured me. I can recall one day after school (I believe I was in the 10th grade) I was sitting on the kitchen counter, with my arms wrapped around my knees and my chin resting atop them…gazing out of the window. My mom burst through the door that attached the kitchen to the garage and filled her lungs with a deep breath that she immediately released. To put it nicely, she looked quite disheveled. She was working two jobs at the time and grinding tirelessly to maintain a mortgage, three kids and saving the world. That’s how I viewed it…she was a super hero. She took one look at me, motioned for me to get my feet off of her counter, dropped her workbag and walked over to me. We locked eyes as she approached.
My mom’s eyes were always her grace and weapon. There is the kindest sparkle in them with a hint of innocence and strength that can wrap around you and make you feel untouchable. But hunny, I warn you, do not get that woman mad! Lol! One look, which my sister and I knew very well, was an immediate death sentence! That look could call armies to attention! But as she walked up and tears lined the base of my eyes, she cupped her hands around my chin. Never asking what the problem was, she asked intently, “Are you still breathing?” My mother’s theory was simple. As long as you are alive, you can beat Goliath, conquer the world or spread your arms and fly across the sea. In other words, accomplish the impossible. Sometimes we let heartbreak, being different, suffering abuse etc., cloud our thoughts so much that we can’t find our way out and would rather give up. You can’t! The only way to win is to keep fighting. The only way to keep fighting is to Just Breathe. Never allow a situation to make you question if you have a purpose on this earth. That is your purpose! Figure out what you were created for and chase it relentlessly! My mom gave me key advice that I have carried with me to this day and while it is okay to cry and sit in the darkness for a while, in order to heal, eventually you will have to stand back up, take a deep breath and start feeling around for the light switch.