There’s a junior lifeguard camp down the beach from where we are vacationing. Each morning a swarm of preadolescent kids are led through runs, drills, and calisthenics on the hot beach.
When I was a young child, I wanted to be just like my Mom. I was mesmerized by her beauty- her salon styled hair, red lipstick and perfectly manicured nails- and transfixed by her talents- the various inflections in her voice she used while reading aloud, her artistic ability that helped make school projects come alive and the way she made each one of us feel special and important. To me, my Mom was the ideal woman and I wanted to be just like her when I grew up.
We’ve decided it’s time to make a change in some area of our life. It’s something we have considered for quite some time and have reached the point when the benefits of change outweigh any reasons to keep doing a particular behavior. We’re nervous about this new habit and at the same time, we’re motivated- even excited- about what’s to come.