This morning, as I sat in my room at FSU, Switchfoot's "This is your life" came onto my music player. It made me think. Who am I? Am I who I want to be? This is my life. And the conclusion I came to is: Yes. I am who I want to be. I am extremely proud of myself and what I have accomplished this far in my life. I'm twenty-years-old and have many published articles in the college newspaper, many broadcast radio articles and I've got a great GPA. Life has been great to me. I've been in some ruts; I've been through some stuff I wouldn't wish on anyone, but overall I think that I've grown into a very strong individual.
I'm proud to say that I'm me. I'm not what someone else wants me to be; I am who I want me to be. I expect no less from myself. Who I am may be too brash, too outspoken, too loud for some people. That doesn't bother me. I've been told countless times how loud I am. Every time I'm told as if it might come as a surprise. Nope. I know it. I'm loud. I've accepted it. I've grown to love it. My voice carries -- it's a gift, really. I don't need a microphone. I don't need a loud-speaker. I have a voice that can project without any extra effort. It's hard for me to be quiet. This is a part of me.
I do things that make me feel proud about myself because that's all that really matters, isn't it? When you learn to let go of what others think about you, you learn that the only person's whose approval and pride matters is your own. My parents can tell me over and over again how proud they are of me, but it doesn't mean half as much as being able to say, "This is my work, and I'm proud of it."
This is your life. Are you who you want to be? I know I sure am. I hope you are too.
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