“I’m proud of you”

Kind words can be short and easy to speak, but their echoes are truly endless –Mother Teresa.

When was the last time you told someone you were proud of them? Was it for something small or big they accomplished or a goal they were working on day in and day out? In any event, did you tell them?

Over the past two years I have encountered some challenges but continue to remain thankful for each situation. From work and home life to family and friendships – the lessons have been worth it. But more importantly, I’m thankful for my motivators and inspirers who keep me going with kind words. And this week, I got a dose which was right on time.

“I’m proud of you.” It’s amazing how these four words stopped me right in my tracks. While I’ve been told this before from friends to colleagues, I think what grabbed me: it was from someone close who noticed. Certainly there have been others who have said the same words – you know who you are and I appreciate you — but it got me thinking about why it was so important.

When someone says, they’re proud of you it means they’ve been paying attention to you through the ups and downs, been right there watching you remain committed to what you want to accomplish. And it means a lot.

I sat there and re-read the email about three or four times and then responded with how much it meant to me. It was what I needed and I held onto the words.

We all know how important it is to compliment one another – especially women. But when someone actually notices it carries a lot of weight. At that moment I felt reinvigorated, courageous, ambitious, and knew I could count on myself to keep moving forward.

The next time you see something worth the mention, tell the person “I’m proud of you!” We all could use a pat on the back.

Because the sun always comes out after the rain . . .

Sun Taylor

P.S. And for the record, I’m proud of you reading this post. I am certain you have done something to hug yourself for :o)

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A repeat of seasons

This is a repeat of a blog post from about six months. We all go through changes and must remain thankful for the seasons. Enjoy!

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Season: a time characterized by a particular circumstance or feature. This was the most fitting definition for today’s post so thank you Merriam-Webster.

We all have our favorite seasons – winter, spring, summer, or fall. But what about the seasons of life? What happens when it’s not your “season,” and self encouragement dwindles?

Speaking candidly, my current season is not at it’s best. We’ll say I’m in winter but I’d prefer summer. And last week I hit a pivotal moment.

Since having my baby girl in February, I have been a domestic engineer over the last nine months. That means no job that I clock into, but still “working” this thing called life. As I have mentioned before, we have three kids and own two businesses. I’ll let you fill in the blanks.

Quite honestly, it has been tough. This past week I started to feel like I wasn’t making any good strides professionally – as I reenter the workforce- and low self-esteem and lack of self encouragement was turning into self pity and shame.

Then I started to pick on myself. But one of my girls told me quickly “You have tell that (self pity and shame) heffa she gotta go. Kick her right out the door. She ain’t welcome here.”

So I did. I kicked her out the door and welcomed my new friend “you got this.” She’s cute and much nicer.

In most cases, challenging circumstances or seasons don’t last. They tend to pass and make us stronger and wiser anyway.

Now . . . fast forward a week later and my best foot is right in front of me. I have also relearned the importance keeping your head up through the tough times; we’re our biggest cheerleaders and supporters. And more importantly, there’s beauty in every season:

Winter is cold, but the first dust of snow is quite delightful.

Spring brings showers, but our days are lighter and brighter.

Summer is hot, but a sunset is always breathtaking and amazing.

Fall brings leaves galore, but the colors are bountiful and beautiful.

Be thankful for the seasons.

Because the sun always comes out after the rain . . .

Sun Taylor