CAN’T STOP, WON’T STOP

When is enough finally enough? When should you stop?

I recently saw a sign that said:

“Don’t stop until you’re insanely F-Ing proud of yourself.”

I love a motivational quote or sign but few stop me in my tracks. This one gave me pause. What does your measuring stick look like? Are you comparing yourself to other people and what proud looks like to them? In the grand scheme of things, I’m doing great. I have my health, my kids, a successful career and friends. I am proud of myself.

But, I’m not F-ing proud of myself. That is where I want to be. What does that look like? I’m not 100% sure, but I am 100% committed to figuring that out. It is easy to become satisfied with what is familiar and attainable. I am interested in finding the unfamiliar and less attainable parts of life. No matter where you are in your life journey, there is still time to become F-ing proud of yourself.

I once felt extremely proud of myself as a mother. Now that my kids are older, my faults are pointed out and I feel less proud of the job I have done as a mom. In this case, my measuring stick is the grade I am given by my adult kids. This is such a tricky question. What would it take to feel F-ing proud of myself? How will I measure that?

I’d love to know what that looks like to you. Let’s all commit to getting there. I’ll throw a F-ing proud party and it will be one for the books!

XX,

MG

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