my badass friend

my badass friend

As I was thinking about a friend this morning, who has recently blown my mind with her strength- I was reminded why it’s Ok that I’ve been accused my whole life that I expect too much, I am too hard on myself, that people can’t “keep up” with me, and that I am intimidating. I need to take more compliment than insult out of those observations. Why do I want to always be, see, do more, follow my heart and go for all my dreams? Why do I always fight for what I believe in and to live the life that I want to live? Why do I want to be a badass?

Because of people like my friend.

Over the past 6 weeks, I have watched this friend first hand, live through a hell that I cannot imagine. The kind that could easily debilitate, destroy or buckle any human- even of the strongest kind. She has not only picked her head up and functioned as a normal person in the everyday routine, but she has taken on even more responsibility than she had 6 weeks ago, she’s kept an incredible attitude and she’s just this week finished a huge personal goal that would be difficult for the average joe with no “problems” to finish. Even more? She’s been smiling through it all. Have there been tears?- Yes, lots. Have there been occasional fits of “why, why, why did this happen? I just don’t understand!”- Sure. I’d be worried if there weren’t those outbursts. 90% of the time though, she’s been positive, hopeful and fought to stay in the mindset that she has so much to look forward to, and cannot/does not want this recent tragedy to define her life.

She (like me) has also been accused of expecting too much, being too hard on herself, that people can’t “keep up” with her, and that she’s intimidating. If being the above means that when I am faced with more tragedy in my life I will handle it with the grace and courage that she has- I will roll in those compliments and take them every day.

We are all a product of our collective experiences, but often forget where we came from/what we’ve been through or chose not to think about it because it’s too hard, too embarrassing, or we just don’t know how to deal with certain things. I so admire the honesty and transparency of my friend. For the rest of her life she will have to respond to one of those common questions we all take for granted with an answer that would make anyone gasp. She’s straight up owning this terribly sad hell she’s been handed to live through. It is an incredibly humbling sight.

Who inspires me? Who makes me want to be a badass and hard to keep up with? Who defines resilience?

This girl.

Who do I want this post to inspire?

Anyone out there who thinks they just can’t get through something. Believe me, you can.

I am so lucky to know you G. Congratulations on this week. You are the ultimate in badass. We’ll always have Corcoran’s. Love you Mamma 🙂

 

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