I've probably heard that quote a million times. Maybe a million and two.
But I don't think it resonated until this evening.
A song was playing as I turned the TV off tonight. It brought back immediate memories of high school.
I'm lucky, I remember my school days mostly with fondness. But it also seems to me bittersweet.
I had it so good back then.
But I constantly worried about my future. Where was I going to go to school? Would I ever have a boyfriend (I was sort of awkward as a teen. Oh let's face it, I'm awkward now too)? What if I didn't get a good job?
What if? What if? What if?
And you know what good that did me? Not a bit.
Because all that time I spent focused on the future kept me from enjoying the great life I was living right then.
As I was laughing at myself, thinking how naive I was, it hit me.
Nothing has changed. I am still the person who worries about everything.
I worry about being perfect. And has that made me perfect? Of course not!
I worry about my job. And has that helped my job? Of course not, maybe even the opposite!
I worry about my future. And has that made the road any clearer? Well, you get the point.
I even worry about this blog. I have dozens of posts in my head, but I don't even attempt them, because I'm worried that it won't be good enough.
By now, most of you are probably picking up on how silly this is. But I sincerely hope that someone out there has the same AHA! moment I did tonight.
You and me, we deserve today's strength.