Ouch...

So, I've touted myself on being the 'superior' emotional experience in relationship to my husband. I mean, you've read about all of the bad stuff he's done. Noble me; I tended my emotional self while he misbehaved. Well, I got a good spanking this weekend.

My husband's a chef and a VERY talented one at that. He's dedicated to turning his skills and knowledge into a business of his own. Recently, he has partnered with a talented young lady who is a spectacular social networker to increase his clientele. This is a FABULOUS idea by the way. I am on board and highly supportive of this idea. That is, until he wants to cook for her, her husband AND her two children.

I'm typically a generous person. You have to understand, however, that I have had the experience of my husband cooking six course meals for 50 people and these people being too full by the time the entree arrives to eat much of anything else. The entire time this is happening, I have this sinking feeling of seeing grocery money being thrown in the trash.

So, he tells me his elaborate menu and I'm privately hyperventillating. At some point during the day of the dinner, my smart alek higher self says to me, "You're some supportive wife! Your husband has this brilliant idea to build his business to support YOU and his children and your idea of supporting him is to shoot holes in his idea. Oh! This isn't the first time either."

Ouch...

Oh, she's right. Of course, she always is right. I intend to be more diligent about being supportive, rather than just sounding supportive. I shall praise his ideas. I intend to only offer suggestions that build upon the brilliance of his idea.

The dinner was a smashing success, by the way. We left with new acquaintences and had a fantastic brainstorming session. We may even have formed some new business alliances for ourselves.

Oh how I love growing!

Struggle is Optional

Recently, God told me that I would get here anyway. I have three beautiful children and am blissfully involved in a beautiful marriage. I'm finally a certified (Wellness) coach and I even know what I want to be when I grow up. Life is unfolding nicely before me and opportunities are abundant.

WOW! I'm delighted.

When I look back, I see that I struggled the entire way. I spent years and immeasurable energy living either in the future, the past, in envy or in fear. The only thing I felt I'd gained from all of this struggle was strife and some delicious stories.

Today, while sitting in the silence, listening to God, I was told that I would have arrived at this level of bliss anyway AND I would have gotten here sooner and with more toys had I not insisted on struggling.

The struggle was with a purpose, though. In the next phase of my life as a transformation facilitator, I will be able to tell women that they can triumph through anything because I have. Without my life and its challenges, I would just be someone with theories. Instead, I am an Empress with tried and true tools who can facilitate transformation in any area of life.