I was having a conversation the other day with my mom, who is 79 years old this year. She said something to me that really got me thinking. She stated that one of my most endearing qualities was that throughout my entire life, no matter what was going on, I always tried to improve myself.

I have been thinking about this since she said it and looking back on my life, didn’t find that to be a quality so much, as it was just part of who I am.

I have certainly made my fair share of mistakes, side-steps, and occasional bad choices, but I do like the idea that no matter what, I did try to learn from them and through them become a better person.

Often times in our youth, especially if we have had any kind of trauma, we plow through each situation just to get to the end of it, so we can put it behind us. I personally have discovered this doesn’t always work like we pretend it does.  If anything, it often felt like I may have reached the end of something, but only scooped it up and placed it in the imaginary backpack I carried for so many years! The bag no one ever saw, but weighted me down on so many levels even more than I could have ever imagined.

There are those defining moments in life, at least for me when I finally threw down that pack, turned it upside down and shook everything out, so that I could sort through it and banish once and for all what no longer served me in order to become a better version of myself.

Share your defining moments! When did you finally open up your backpack and sort through the stuff inside?

Blessings to you!

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