I Do This For Me
I was just wondering why people say they’re doing things for their children.
In reality competitions, that’s a very popular statement. “I want my kids to see that anything is possible.”
Of course, we all want our children to be proud of us and see us as role models, giving them the confidence to succeed in life. We also want our families and friends to be proud of our achievements. But that’s why you’re in a cooking competition? Not so you, yourself, feel as if you’re amazing that you got on television, let alone maybe won a competition? That’s all for your children?
Well, sorry folks, but that’s not what motivates me. I do things that make me proud of me. I try to achieve the goals and/or dreams I have so I can feel happy with myself and that I have purpose in this world. If along the way, I’ve made someone other than myself proud, then awesome. I think my father was my biggest fan, but whatever I achieved was for myself first, and then his love and pride pushed me to go even further.
When it comes to my writing, I don’t even think my kids read my blogs. They certainly never comment about any of them. And I don’t believe any man I’ve ever been in a relationship with has read my writing. They couldn’t care less. They should, though. One day I might be writing about them.
In any event, if my children do end up reading what I write, it will confirm what they’ve always suspected – that their mom is just a tad off her rocker.