Being a Chinese, I know “perfectly” what 10-10-10 means (which, by the way, didn’t happen at all this past Canadian Thanksgiving weekend, because my internet was down the whole time) — perfect act at perfect time in perfect place. That, can really wear you down. I, for one, was caught up in that “being perfect manifesto”.
Not too long ago, I slightly (meaning without realizing it) dislocated my shoulder, and it ended up developing into tendinitis but I still thought I could keep things together, because you know, there are so much to do and I need to keep going, and be perfect. That’s right. Then, over the long weekend, everything sort of collapsed; I can’t perform daily functions as woman, wife or mom because my left arm simply dropped, has killer pain caused by sudden movement.
I am learning to let go. Trust me , this is not a easy task at all, for CFO, a.k.a. Control Freak Officer, like me. And here is what I’ve learned;
All women Are Beautiful
As woman, we put on skin/hair/beauty care products, we try to stay in fashion, stay with trends, the dress the tops the skirts, and the shoes the boots the flats. With my arm operates at 23% of capacity, I decided as long as I am clean, I am likable. Assuming every woman is beautiful, I just want to be a good woman, a woman.
All Wives Are Amazing
As (not desperate) wife, we clean the rooms, we mop the floor, we wipe the counter top and we vacuum the whole house. We run errands, shop groceries, empty dishwasher and fold laundry. With my arm operates at 23% of capacity, I decided as long as my house is clean, it is livable. Assuming every wife is amazing, I just want to be a good wife, a wife.
All Moms Are Super
As mom, we make breakfast, we pack lunch, we tend their homework and we follow the daily routines cause we have to stick together. We go on the field trips, we participate the teacher-parent interviews, we sit in the school concerts, we even help with their school projects if you know what I mean. With my arm operates at 23% of capacity, I decided as long as my kids are clean, they are lovable. Assuming every mom is super, I just want to be a good mom, a mom.
Sometimes, well, o.k. most of time if you let go, you are actually doing yourself a favour, and doing people around you a (huge) favour. And the beauty of it is, once you let go there is NO let down. I am going to practice this every day now, how about you?
