My parents are the most amazing parents. I know that every kid says that but mine really are.
They have been there for me through thick and thin, they have believed me when I told them about being abused (although they want me to make contact with said person, but I’ll take that as misunderstanding). But they love. They really really love.
They’ve taught me that loving someone can be ugly, it can be hard, it can be stressful, it can be upsetting but it can also be the most homiest of things. Home, the place where those who you love, who you feel safe with.
My mum has always told me “You can only do your best, okay” and I’m going to live by that mum. I promise.
I’m going to site tomorrow, I haven’t planned for it because there isn’t much to plan for.
Am I going to be anxious, Yes! Will I worry? Yes! What about …? Well, what do I need to do, what would I do if it goes wrong. Well okay, are you going to die? No 🙂
Will I try my best? Yes! Will I enjoy it? Yes, Yes I will! I’m going to have a nice chat with said person.
Will I take my time? Yes! I have struggled with this, but my boss says “Do things right once, badly twice” or similar.
Will I make mistakes? Yeah probably, but I’ll acknowledge them, learn from them and remember them.
I do my best, I always try. Sometimes I don’t, hands down. We can’t be perfect but we can be the best of ourselves. And that’s okay.
I’m going to work on that, to know that I’m doing OK!
Unless I’m told I’m doing okay, I don’t always know. I mean who can mindread? But the point being Lewis, is that you can do things, you are good at your job.
My job is important to me, it supports my living, I love IT (although I don’t at 7:48AM on a Monday Morning), I like to see what happens, I like to be nice to people, I like to check-in with people.