I graduated today. Again. This time it was my Master's degree (MAIS in Creative Writing, English and Psychology, if you must know.) Yay me, clap clap, hurrah.
I'm not belittling the accomplishment (I'm extremely proud of myself) and I'm not here to garner your praise or jealousy or criticism or awe or whatever (to each their own.)
The bigger picture is I did something for myself. This accomplishment speaks to the nights I stayed up late, squeezing in homework during lunch at the office, balancing the life of a single parent, work, home, friends. All those things were done to gain something for me.
It sounds incredibly selfish. It is on some levels. This degree serves no one but myself and my interests. And I am so excited for myself for doing something for me. Society doesn't really put a premium on self-care. We are expected and driven to serve others. I love serving others...but I can't do that unless I am at my best. I'm not at my best if I don't take care of me.
For those self-flagellating Christians.. consider the verse found in Mark: 'love your neighbor as yourself'. Take care of yourself first and then you can care effectively for others.
So yes, this season of thanks and giving, I think you'll find yourself more thankful and more giving when you take care of yourself. Try it and see.
I'm a writer... so that means I write a bunch. Blogs are just the pieces that never make it into the final cut.