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Monday, December 21, 2009

Mentorin' breezes...

I have mentors. A lot of them, actually. Some of them I've never even met in person. Some of them don't even know that they are my mentors. All of them are older than me. I love being able to "LOOK UP" to someone. I've been this way for as long as I can remember. I was the oldest of 4 girls but was always desirous having someone to look up to.

My mentors mean the world to me. They are such inspirations. They are motivators and fighters. I see what they do and instead of becoming jealous or envious, I stare in amazement. And I think to myself,

"If they can do can I."

My mentors make me forget that I'm "only 24".

Back in the day I could throw one hell of a pity party. I'd invite my best friends too; Diana Depression and Flow McTears. A Defeatist Attitude always catered these parties. Can't have a pity party without this joka. But something happened and the parties stopped. A Defeatist Attitude would come knocking on my door but I wouldn't answer.

I thank my mentors for this. When you surround yourself around movers and shakers, it's hard to stay down. When the people to your left and right are not only successful, but happy and giving, it makes you strive to do and be the same. I can't even imagine trying to tackle this thing called "life" without the advice of someone who has done it. Seen it. Tried it. Failed. Succeeded.

Why are people my age so proud? Why are we so quick to call ourselves "grown"? Like we know what the hell we're doing. Grown? Are you kidding me? I don't even know if I'm grown yet. I still feel lost. Like I'm roaming in a forest. The sun is shinning and despite being completely lost, I'm enjoying the view. I don't know where the next turn will take me. It could be a bubbling brook of cool water up ahead. Or it could be a pit full of snakes. I never really know. And this is where my mentors come in. They are that cool breeze when the sun is beaming on my neck. I'm so grateful for it. It prevents me from passing out. It gives me that extra boost of energy I need to keep moving.

Mentors are great. Get you one. Or two. Or ten.

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  1. This is it ... I needed this ,
    I need a mentor too..!!!

  2. I swear, I've told you this before, and I'll continue to be all Broken-record about it because I can, and dangit, it's true...I am SO proud of you. You have a gift of making words plain as day and easy to grasp, and I'm thankful that you aren't shy about using said gift. You SHINE, and it so suits you!

  3. I shy away from mentors for some reason. I've had people flat out offer to be a mentor to me but it's like...IDK...I couldn't.

    That said, I've seen how instrumental they can be to people! I swear next time someone offers (if someone ever offers again) I'm sooooo gonna do it!