Pink Dress.

"Not everyone will understand your journey. That’s okay. You’re here to live your life, not to make everyone understand."


When I read this, it’s so hard for me. I suppose that is because I’ve always cared so much, not in a totally insecure way, although that is partially true (I’ll save that conversation for another time), but empathetically. I care about the way my journey affects people.

I care that a young girl somewhere might see the way I’m living and try to be like me, maybe, who knows.

I care that I have a little sister (technically two) who cares about me and the journey I’m taking because she will always see me as the one who goes first into the dark bedroom and turns on the light.

I care that the way I’m living is a life, I hope, that points people in the direction of love, to Jesus.

I care that my mom still remembers me as her little, pink-dress wearing, girl who would insist on spinning her way down every grocery store aisle.

I care that my dad still worries about me driving far away places alone because to him, I will always be perhaps 99% strong and smart but still that 1% vulnerable, and I understand that now.

I care that the way I choose to live my life is an almost-reflection of those who have loved me for so long, unconditionally.

I care about their opinions and I think that’s okay, I think it’s important.

I think if someone loves me enough to tell me to be careful, or to perhaps not do something I otherwise would have, I should consider it and if I don’t agree with them, help them understand why I feel so passionately. I know that I don’t have to take to heart the opinions of those who don’t know me, or who have never tried to know me, but a statement so general as, "Not everyone will understand your journey. That’s okay. You’re here to live your life, not to make everyone understand," is deceitful. It imposes a stubbornness to its reader and demands that we veto any opinion that goes against our own. I think it’s only missing one vital piece at the end, “..except for the ones we love and who love us.”

I'm not saying that we shouldn't go for things! I'm also not saying to only ever do what you're told, because what a boring life that would be. I'm just poking a hole in a general statement to remind myself that pretty words that come dressed in sparkly Pinterest ribbon, don't always translate to truth, and that while I might be a doer, a goer, and a lover of change + taking risks, I should still consider the thoughts of those people who would hurt to see me hurt.


P.S. Borrowed that cute little ballerina drawing from artist, Amy. Check out her super cute Etsy shop here
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