Valentine’s Day. A day filled with heart shaped boxes, jewelry, chocolate, dreams, and expectations.
Some people may have been married on this day and celebrating a special occasion, others may have had their hearts broken, and others just may not relate at all. I used to have expectations for the day just like everyone else but over the years I’ve become tired of the commercialization that stores and television put on Valentine’s Day. It forces expectations on people instead of letting it happen naturally and spontaneously. It takes the unknown out of life and makes people have to react that is why I am more inclined to just have a quiet retreat and spend a day, other than Valentine’s with my husband somewhere. No frills, no candy, no hoopla- no expectations. Daily Prompt: Expectations
I sit on conference calls a lot and when I speak up at times I don’t know if people are listening or grasping for things to do while I talk. Have I been heard?
In another situation silence makes you wonder if what you have said means you’ve been heard.
I often try to talk to my adult college age child about important matters (i.e. Scholarship deadlines, money, life plans, choices) and wonder- have I been heard.
There are times when I feel like screaming at the top of my lungs just to see if anyone will react because I am invisible to them and unheard.
What does it take to be heard nowadays? Does it take people to fight in the streets, post ridiculous media segments, protest for a cause that is only one sided or be part of something you know is not within your moral ground. Is that what it takes to be heard? If it is- I’d rather be silent.
I have always been one to speak up and say what I felt whether it be in my personal life or in the workplace. Especially if it comes to someone talking down to you and telling you ‘you are to serious’, ‘you aren’t understanding’, ‘you need to listen’, ‘you are too literal’, ‘stop and be less personal about things because you aren’t getting it’. To be honest when people continually tell you these statements how are you not to take them personally and make you want to speak out and say, ‘are you calling me stupid? Am I just an idiot to you because that is how you are treating me.’
I am tired of people doing this. If directions aren’t clear and understandable how are others suppose to follow and don’t talk down to people as it makes people feel degraded and disrespected. It leads to hate and anger.
I speak my mind and speak up because others don’t and I don’t think that others should keep quiet. If more spoke out then it wouldn’t leave those of us that do speak up be labeled as ‘outspoken’, ‘overbearing’ etc…
When I was a little girl I loved watching the super heroes. The battled the bad guys, they fought crime, they restored goodness to all. I wanted to be a super hero to do everything that they did.
So as I grew I thought that I would be a Nurse. They were super heroes. They fought disease, helped people live, and restored people to their former state of health when possible. Then I had surgery on my knee and saw all the blood, the drainage bag, and all the horrible stuff that came with it and couldn’t bring my self to do those things- it wasn’t the right fit for me.
Years passed and when I got married I found a box with some old things in it. One of them was my super hero mirror of Wonder Woman. Oh I loved that mirror . I remembered how I wanted to be her and do the things she did. I could spin around and change in seconds to my flashy outfit and be someone who fought the bad guys and saved the day. I was tall too so it made being Wonder Woman even more important and spot on. Oh how I loved those days.
Through the years I’ve kept the mirror. Always thinking about how Wonder Woman would get through or do something, having a child and doing everything a mom does makes one a Wonder Woman in itself, but to truly have the power of the lasso and to be her would be awesome.
To me, I am a Wonder Woman. I may not have the golden lasso, the flashy outfit, or the fabulous boots, but I have my super fantastic family, my fierce mind, and my willingness to never give up.
We all learn at a different pace. Some of us might be able to look at something once and instantly have it saved to our memory bank; others it might take two, three, maybe even four times before it becomes solid.
I know from experience that it can be easy and hard to pick up on things even if you know the concepts. Take for instance switching jobs within your same field. You haven’t left the field but you still need to learn a ton about the new company, the people, how things work, you are learning as you go.
I take each of these moments with stride. I’ve learned over the years that you can’t rush learning. People use to say ‘cram for your classes’ but you really can’t. You need to absorb it all otherwise you don’t know the culture, the people, or the field itself.
So to me… To learn is to take it all in. That is learning.