It is interesting to me how we as people learn about ourselves. A joyous situation, a stressor, a traumatic experience all reveal who we are and what we have inside of us even to the deepest recesses of our hearts we are revealed, exposed, made known.
To this day I continue to be amazed at how much I continue to learn about myself at the age of 31. I know, I know, I don't look 31 I accredit that to the hispanic genes. Thank you dad!
Yet still I learn, who do I think I am, who am I really and what makes me... well me. Over the years I have learned that I have gone from the hard edged, no mercy girl to a strong, yet very gentle woman that types before you. A persona, a protection mechanism really that I have put on for so long yet what lays behind this hard exterior is someone delicate someone very delicate. Someone who wants to be loved, known and understood.
It makes me wonder how well we really know ourselves or how self aware we really are. How much do we really know about what lays in the deepest crevices of our heart? How many people do we let back in there?
Who gets to see you for you? Who gets to love you for you? How many have you turned away? And if we are really honest with ourselves how many actually get to see the good, the bad and the ugly?
Our hearts and actions speak very much into who we are when people are and aren't looking.
What does yours say?
To this day I continue to be amazed at how much I continue to learn about myself at the age of 31. I know, I know, I don't look 31 I accredit that to the hispanic genes. Thank you dad!
Yet still I learn, who do I think I am, who am I really and what makes me... well me. Over the years I have learned that I have gone from the hard edged, no mercy girl to a strong, yet very gentle woman that types before you. A persona, a protection mechanism really that I have put on for so long yet what lays behind this hard exterior is someone delicate someone very delicate. Someone who wants to be loved, known and understood.
It makes me wonder how well we really know ourselves or how self aware we really are. How much do we really know about what lays in the deepest crevices of our heart? How many people do we let back in there?
Who gets to see you for you? Who gets to love you for you? How many have you turned away? And if we are really honest with ourselves how many actually get to see the good, the bad and the ugly?
Our hearts and actions speak very much into who we are when people are and aren't looking.
What does yours say?
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