Who am I? I am.
Now in my 50’s, I might be half way to D Day, we never know. I could die tonight, we never know.
I arrived alone at the zumba class, not for the first time, but not a regular either. There was only 2 minutes to the scheduled start time, so even though the other participants were chatting amongst themselves in the foyer I stood in the hall on my own, quietly waiting for the instructor to begin class. The instructor, Sharon, acknowledged me and as she started the music the others came in ready to begin. Nineteen people had entered that room and formed rows of 4 or 5, and I looked around and noticed I AM IN A ROW ON MY OWN.
Are you in a row on your own? Does it matter to you? We are all unique individuals, yet there is a human need to have a sense of belonging, some approval from others. I felt dismay, am I invisible, I don’t think this would have happened to that popular kid in school!! With age, comes wisdom, or does it?
Embrace your individual and awesome, unique self. We go on wanting to conform, but wanting uniqueness. How are we to fill that role, no wonder our teens are battling.
It is perfectly okay to be in a row on your own.
It takes a while to know that deep down. Be vulnerable. Get out of your comfort zone. That’s when you truly know you are alive. Find meaning in your life, feel uplifted from lifting up someone else. Know you are worthy of love and joy. Welcome love and joy into your life. Maintain a sense of fun in all you do.