Because of you

  

Because of you...

   As you know I blog every week and I always do it on Saturdays. Me and my fiance wake up, go to Panera bread and write our mornings away. I thought this week I would write my blog on Sunday and ,being that it is Mother's Day, to dedicate it to my mom.

   Words cannot begin to describe my mother; she is truly unique and her own woman. She's a gifted writer, speaker, business woman and PR mogul rock star. But what matters to me most, is that she is my mom and she is wonderful.

   Growing up I felt like the luckiest kid in the world because she was my mom and no one else. When me and my brother were very little she would decide suddenly that we needed to have a parade through the house. She would get all the pots and pans out along with utensils and we paraded through the house.

   As we got older she was always planning birthday parties, spring break parties, slumber parties, gingerbread house decorating (which was a total disaster for her dining room table with icing EVERYWHERE) and so many more. She was always trying to find a way to make life fun, make events celebrated and make every moment memorable.

   But this is not why my childhood was the best. It was the lessons that she taught me and my brother, every night as she sat in her green chair and we talked. We talked about politics, religion, spirituality, life, morals, her past, childhood stories and more. We would read the "daily word" and then we would discuss it. She would always want to listen what we had to say. Our points of views, our thoughts on a topic and how we felt about things. We could talk about absolutely anything going on in our lives because I knew she would listen.

   She was always there when we got off the bus so that we could do our "data dump". Talk about our day, our teachers, friends, issues, bullying or anything. I looked forward to that part of my day because I got to talk with her, hear what she had to say and most importantly she heard me. She didn't just listen so eventually she could go watch TV or go do her own thing. She HEARD what I was saying and she let me have a voice.

   She always let me ask "Why". Not many parents allow there children ask why without the usual response of because I said so. If we wanted to ask why we had to say, "May I ask why." She made a deal that she would always have an answer if she said no to a question we had and if she couldn't find a good reason then she wouldn't say no. Granted this happened ONCE where she didn't have a good reason but she always gave us the opportunity to have a voice. This is why I believe I have such a strong voice today.

   I have so many things I want to say so I thought I would make a list of some of the things I do. The list literally could run on forever. 

Because of you...

Because of you... I know how to shake someones hand. You never wanted me to shake a hand without power and confidence. I think about it every time.

Because of you... I know how to order a pizza correctly. Yes this may sound silly but my mom ALWAYS made me order the pizza on Friday's. Which was pizza night. As well as when we were at restaurants, I always had to order. I thank you for that because it forced me to not be shy.

Because of you... I knew about Gandhi and why I wanted to be him for wax museum in middle school. If it wasn't for you teaching me about his peaceful and spiritual teachings I wouldn't have wanted to paint a swim cap brown, cake brown makeup on my face, drape myself in a sheet and be Gandhi for all of my school to see. It may seem silly to some but it truly is one of my favorite memories.

Because of you... I knew how to dream. Because you always asked me what I wanted to do, who I wanted to be and what I wanted my life to be.

Because of you... I always like to try new things. You always pushed us to go out of our comfort zone and try something new.

Because of you... I know how to show my confidence in myself and others take notice.

Because of you... I know how to multiply. Because you would sit down and do flash cards over and over with me.

Because of you... I know the mother I want to be.

Because of you... I know how to love because you loved me with genuine and pure love.

Because of you... I know who I am.

Because of you... I know how to follow my heart.

Because of you... I will always stay true to myself, my dreams and others.

Because of all that you are, all that you've done and all that you do...

I will always love you.

~Ava

Quote of the day:

God could not be everywhere, and therefore he made mothers.
Rudyard Kipling



    

Correction

On my last blog I confused spring forward and fall back times. If you read this and were confused, my apologies. My dear friend Misty found this error so maybe I should consider making her my editor. Stay tuned for my next blog coming this weekend!

The Game of LIFE!

WHAT IS LIFE?

Pretty loaded question right?

   Is that really the MOST important question though? In my opinion it is not what IS life it's what is YOUR life. Some may think life is the same for all. Perhaps some think it's an illogical question to ask what is your life when some think all of our lives are all the same.

   In my opinion: YOUR life is what YOU make it. No two people are the same, thus being no two lives are the same. But what really makes ones life special is how you create it or how you mold it to be. No life is packaged up, sent to your doorstep with a delivery man saying, "Hey your life arrived today. Who wants to sign?"

   Sometimes it could be kind of convenient to have a delivery man come to the door with a nice, pretty packaged life just waiting to be opened and lived.

Why?

BECAUSE LIFE IS MESSY!

But...

LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL!

   Yes, life is complicated and messy and stressful and a million other things. But I believe the view of ones life should looked at with a different pair of glasses. That even though the reality of life has it's troubles but that life is so outrageously awesome and gorgeous.

   When your a child life is a playground. I mean you used to LOVE when the clocks would fall backward because you got to play one more hour outside because the sun would set later in the day. Now, adults on the other hand, can't stand when they have to wake up earlier and be thrown off schedule. I will admit I am the farthest thing from perfection and that is one my thoughts when I have to fall back instead of springing forward.

   But what happens? How does it change from life being so jovial and fun when kids but burdened and stressful when an adult? No, the answer is not, "Well that's just the way it is when you get older." Or, "Responsibilities come a-knockin' so the fun comes to a stoppin'." The answer is that it's what you created it to be.

    It all depends on how your viewing the world; what glasses you have on and how your choosing to perceive it. Because in the end that's all life is, a game that you need to play and not have it play you. Make the glasses you are going to look through, create the life you want and most importantly GO and LIVE it.

    Nothing is ever placed in your life that you can't handle. True story indeed if you're doubting me. You are a powerful being, you are anointed, you are a victor, you have all the tools necessary to create your life and most importantly go live it.

    Nothing will be placed on your lap that you can't handle. But you have to accept the challenge and rise to fact that you can indeed take it on and that it will not defeat you. If you accept that the challenge is greater than you, then it will indeed be greater than you and suck you under.

    In high school I left public school and switched to being home schooled. I wanted to work, maybe do some acting on the side or whatever in the world was going on in my head. I worked through my entire high school education a full time job, sometimes two, and also had a lot speed bumps occur in me and my family's life along the way. In the end I got my high school diploma and it was amazing. It was also one of the hardest things I ever did since I was in a self taught home school program which meant I, Ava Wick, was my very own high school educator.

   Upon enrolling in college, Lonestar Montgomery, I was worried. Because:

A. I hadn't been in a classroom in about four years

B. I had taught myself the courses that I would now be expanding on

C. Just because I was plain ol' terrified

   It turned out that my home schooled education curriculum was quite different then the public systems. Some courses I didn't have to take or some courses were on a different level of difficulty. Now I was in college and was going to have to learn the basics WHILE learning the accelerated college level. But never once did I think I wasn't smart enough for the classes or the classes were going to overtake me. I must admit though that in my college Algebra class, I did have some thoughts of me drowning and the only way I could be saved would be solving an imaginary number problem and that I would most likely go under. Dramatic, yes I know.

   What's the point of this story? The point is I didn't go in feeling like a victim or that I wasn't good enough to attend the classes. I knew I had a disadvantage and that I was going to have to work harder; but never thought I couldn't do it. I have maintained at 3.8-4.0 GPA and have never failed a class and most importantly I have learned a lot.

    So, I challenge you to choose the glasses your going to wear to view your life and to create something great for yourself. Wake up everyday knowing that life is a gift and don't ever waste it.

    A lot of people will sit around and think of how their perfect life could be and what it would look like. Don't be that person.

Go out, create it and live it!

~Ava



"There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.”
― Albert Einstein