Every day, you have a day.
One day, you won’t.
We all know that, of course.
We just don’t think about it.
Let’s think about it now, but just for a minute, okay?
Causing REALLY thinking about it is scary, right?
Okay, ONE day will be your last day.
And you don’t get to know what day that will be.
Maybe it’s in 30 years or so.
But maybe it’s this June 27th.
June 27th WILL be somebody’s last day.
This we know.
But, even though we know this, we act like it couldn’t possibly be OUR last day.
But, it could be.
Let’s just say, for a minute, that it WILL be.
That gives you about 12 weeks left to live.
If you had 12 weeks left to live, what would really matter?
I’d write my book.
Yep, I’d write my book, but I’d publish it in daily blog posts on Life After Tampons, in case I died before I finished it and also because I could combine writing my book with connecting with Beautiful You.
And I’d set aside some of my money so that my husband and boys could get it published.
And, I’d set it up so you could buy a copy if you wanted one.
I’d also make supper for everyone I love. Every night.
(Oh, wait, I already do that.)
Okay, I’d give one final flute recital.
And invite everyone I know and raise money for . . .
The Mahila Partnership cause my friend, Angela Devlen runs it and I really believe in her and her work.
And I’d find some other charity that helps young musicians in need.
Cause music changed my life.
I’d put my former band director, Carl Jeffrey Bianchi, in charge of that.
Cause everything I know about excellence I learned from him and Barbra Schultz, my high school honors English teacher.
What about Beautiful You?
What do you currently spend time doing that you would stop doing?
Whom do you spend time with that you’d say “goodbye” to?
Whom would you say “hello” to more often?
Now, some of you may think this post is a downer.
That’s fine. And fair, even.
It’s just that I don’t really give a hot damn.
Downer or not, it’s REALITY.
We all know reality in the back of our minds, but we LIVE as if reality doesn’t apply to us.
We live as if we have lots of time left.
Therefore, it doesn’t really matter when we quit on ourselves cause there’s always tomorrow, right?
If we can, let’s just pretend for a second that we are brave enough to talk truth.
Here we go:
Your life is RUSHING by.
Truly, think back to when you turned 40.
Wasn’t that like 5 minutes ago?
How much longer are you going to let your fear of selfishness keep you from living –REALLY living – your one beautiful life?
Think you don’t?
Well, guess what, buttercup?
I just completed a survey of our readers and you know what the NUMBER ONE reason was that you don’t make and KEEP the priorities and promises you make to yourself??
FEAR OF SELFISHNESS.
Yep, nearly HALF of you said in one way or another that when you claim some space for yourself, you are afraid that, in taking something for yourself, you’re STEALING something from someone you love.
Further, when you make plans for yourself and someone else’s shit rises up, you completely QUIT on what you want in order to take care of the other person’s shit.
What’s with that?
A bunch of the rest of you talked about your lack of deservedness.
I’ve been crying for three days about that one.
Now here’s the thing: I’m getting ready to launch a course for women who want to make and KEEP the priorities they make to themselves. I know it is the NUMBER ONE problem for women here at Life After Tampons.
I KNOW it is.
But what are we going to do about this tremendous Fear of Selfishness we face?
How are we going to solve that problem so we can take a turn in our own damn lives?
And what does this all mean for Beautiful Me?
Am I working for nothing? Will you see the opportunity – the ANSWER – and refuse to “pull the trigger” on making that answer yours because of your fear of being selfishness?
How long will we let this go on?
If your last day is June 27th, you don’t need my upcoming course.
Don’t buy it.
Cause the reality of knowing your last day is just weeks away WILL CRYSTALLIZE what matters most to you.
“I guaran-damn-tee it,” as my mother would say.
You will be compelled to ACT, at long last.
But for the rest of us, what are we going to do?
We can talk about it and talk about it and all agree and stuff,
But, UNLESS we ACT,
We’re gonna be having this exact same conversation next year.
And the year after that.
And, if that’s what you want to do, I don’t know what I’m going to do.
Cause my last day is out there, too. And I absolutely KNOW that it has to matter that I lived.
I HAVE to make a difference, and I WANT to make that difference to other Difference Makers.
And I don’t care if that’s selfish.
I’m not stopping.
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