As my recent 38th birthday and the end of 2015 have passed, I’m left with some lessons that these years have taught me.
You learn that fear is your greatest enemy, and is often your greatest illusion.
You learn to pick your battles and realize that having the last word doesn’t mean you won.
You learn that listening is one of the greatest gifts you can give.
You learn that you teach people how to treat you. And if they fail the lesson more than a couple times, its time to let them have a new teacher.
You learn that if someone belittles you, they have no room in your life. End of story.
You learn that perfectionism & control are painfully overrated.
You learn to hang on to good memories and let the rest go. Only so much grey matter for storage.
You learn who your real friends are. Hint: they’re the ones who walk through life with you, give you the freedom to mess up royally, and then throw you a party when you reach the other side. YOU SHOULD DO EVERYTHING POSSIBLE TO FIND THESE FRIENDS AND TO BECOME ONE YOURSELF.
You learn how incredibly blessed you are & to not only count your blessings, but to outright wallow in them.
You learn to appreciate what you’ve been given, and to not find your identity in externals.
You learn that–at the end of the day–diplomas, status, and zip codes don’t mean a thing. At the end, you’ll be remembered not for your professional accomplishments, but for the way you made people feel.