For many years I looked younger than my actual age and for many years I complained about this. I know; how dumb! I’d like to borrow the Delorean and go back in time to smack some sense into me. Granted, my parents repeatedly told me to appreciate this. They were right. You don’t know how lucky you are until the kids at the grocery store stop carding you. And I’m not going to lie — that really hurts my feelings!
Don’t worry — you’re in the right spot. 🙂 I’ve made some tweaks to the look of A Mindful Migration and its focus ongoing. When I launched A Mindful Migration, the plan was for it to be a personal finance blog, specifically focused on mindful spending. But even back then, in my heart of hearts, I knew it wouldn’t last. After all, I made the deliberate choice to not use the word money or debt or budget or any word associated with finance in its name. And frankly, from an SEO perspective, that is a bad choice. I didn’t do it to trick anyone, but simply because I knew money wasn’t really my passion long-term.
I gave a brief review of The Year of Yes by Shonda Rhomes in the Books I Loved, Liked and Loathed in March, but I wanted to go a bit deeper on this very special book. Full and fair disclosure: I don’t watch any of her shows. Zip. Zero. Nada. In other words, I’m a not diehard fan who thinks she farts lollipops and gumdrops and can do no wrong. I do, however, have mad respect for her accomplishments, which is why I read her book. What I didn’t expect was how relatable she would be. Like Shonda, I was a child who lived in her head, dreaming up an imaginary world. And today is someone who needs to start saying “yes” to living.
It’s time for another edition of The Books I Loved, Liked and Loathed, which sounds like a bad country song. 🙂 Seriously, though, this is my favorite post every month because I am a huge bookworm who loves to read and talk about books. Unfortunately, this month was a mixed bag for me. There were highs; there were lows. And lots of swearing and eye-twitching too. In other words, the perfect country anthem. To be honest, I’m not a fan of country music but grew up in a rural community, so I know all about having friends in low places. There were also a few books this month that I’d like to drop-kick to low places too.
I live the real world. It is glorious. It is messy. It is hopeful. It is oppressive. But it is real. But … we are all also characters in an Unreal World too. A world where the sun always shines, lives are perfect and every damn person has good news to share. It is aspirational, but it also a big, fat lie. Yet we believe. We hold our lives against this mythical world that only exists in our social media feeds, television shows and the movies. We discover our lives don’t compare and believe we’re not enough or unworthy or doing something wrong. We lie about how perfect our lives are as we stand hip-deep in caca. No more. It’s time to get real, people.
Farewell, March. See ya next year. Honestly, where did March go, people? It’s cliche but it’s true: time flies. One moment we’re easing into March and two seconds later April rent is due. 🙂 Still, all in all, March was a good, busy month for me, so I shouldn’t complain. You’ll note that I said shouldn’t, not that I wouldn’t. You always gotta read the fine print, my friends. HA!