A Day to Be Proud, March 9th

Before I begin this topic of “Something I am proud of in the past few days....”

Let me self analyze for a moment! I told you this little blog challenge was turning out to be a huge psychiatric session with myself!

When I think of Pride....it doesn't always bring about the most positive emotions. I tried so so so hard in my youth and even now to do things perfect...and tend to be an over achiever. It is not that I have the need to impress people...that is actually far from the truth. I do however want myself to be pleased and happy with my accomplishments.

I have a great mom, she would do anything for me. She is very giving and has lots of great qualities However, shes not the best with words or affection to me. I was never the girl getting flowers after dance performances. She doesn't hug a lot...and doesn't spout off “I love you” for no reason. I never heard the words “I'm proud of you” out of her lips. Even after graduation with straight A's as Valedictorian, after becoming a mother, and a pretty decent adult....I have never heard those words....and I will admit, it hurts, and in some sick way makes me feel like I am a failure at all I do.

I did have TONS of people/admirer's from afar saying kind words...but for some reason since my mom didn't-I felt I was not anything to be proud of. I was looking back on my adult life, and most everything I do good is from lessons I learned from her. Whether it is homemaking skills, mothering skills, how to effectively serve in callings, organize things, be dependable......etc.etc. I owe a LOT to her.

Sometimes pride can be a bad thing, which I believe is being “prideful”. Nobody likes a boaster. So I try not to boast...but I tend more often to be a Debbie Downer of sorts too....such a fine line! So as a mom I make sure that my kids know that I am PROUD of them for all of their good choices, accomplishments, and their joys in life. I make sure to hug them tight and sincerely tell them how truly much I love them, and how proud I am, however big or small event...they know they are loved and that I am pleased with their efforts!

So, I guess my most recent “proud” moment was for myself...and I owe lots of the credit to my mom for teaching me to be dependable, organized, and somewhat creative:

Last Night I was able to oversee our yearly Relief Society Birthday Party Dinner. I think it pulled together quite nicely. I did have a lot of help, which I appreciate. I guess watching my mom as a wedding planner all my younger years really taught me a lot to be very prepared and organized when planning big events!