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No 10 Year Challenge For Me

No 10 Year Challenge For Me

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Right now across social media, it seems like everyone is participating in the the 10 year photo challenge. Basically, you take a photo of yourself from 10 years ago and compare it to yourself now.  Normally I would have hopped on the bandwagon on something like this, but truth be told, I don’t want to remember much about what I looked like 10 years ago.

As I said in a previous post, 2019 for me is about looking forward at the good things ahead and not dwelling on problems from the past.  And 10 years ago, is not a period of time I like thinking about.  It was 10 years ago, I was 6 months postpartum, my husband had just left me for another woman and I was a total disaster.

I did a search through my photos from that time period and in all honesty, I couldn’t even find one of myself.  There were lots of photos of my newborn son but none of me.  And I am somewhat thankful of that.  I don’t think anyone would have wanted to see photos of me with my puffy eyes from crying on almost a daily basis, the bags from the lack of sleep and the sheer looks of fear of not knowing how I was ever going to do this on my own.

When I look at photos of myself now 10 years later, sure I may not be at my ideal weight and my hair is still way to out of control but I see happiness.  I may not have the house with the white picket fence life that we all dream of having but I have so much more.  That once baby boy is growing up (although way too fast) into a great kid, I’ve got an amazing family and a wickedly supportive group of friends.

Each day, I seem to learn more about myself and what I can accomplish.  I am stronger and wiser than I ever thought I would be and sometimes even shock myself about the things I have been able to do on my own.  I can tell you that 10 years ago, I definitely did not feel that way about myself or my life.

So don’t get me wrong, I love seeing how much 10 years can make a difference for people, I just don’t choose to participate.

 

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