Your comments to last week’s 9 Things I Wish I Didn’t Know knocked me off my feet. They were thoughtful and touching, and many really struck a chord with me.
Now it’s time for 9 Things I’m Glad I Know. Maybe the two lists can complement each other, like pairs of shoes, bra cups, or yin and yang!
9 Things I’m Glad I Know
- How to tweeze my brows and wax my ‘stache. You’d be looking at the sasquatch of beauty bloggers if it weren’t for hair removal, LOL!Â
- How to read music. I no longer play *any* of the five instruments I once could (seriously, I was a one woman band! — piano, flute, piccolo, French horn and trumpet), but music is still and always will be a huge part of my life. What’s going to be instrument number six? Definitely the accordion. Fo’ reals. And El Hub is *not* happy about it.Â
- How to follow my instincts. I learned long ago to listen to that little voice. When I was a kid, I was waiting for the bus after school one day when a car with two men inside pulled up to the curb beside me. The man in the passenger seat called out the window for me to help him point out a street on the map he was holding in his lap. As I walked toward the car, something in my gut stopped me dead in my tracks; I looked into the man’s eyes and realized something was “off.” I knew that if I took one single step closer, something terrible would happen, so I ran away as fast as I could. I still remember the crunchy sound my shoes made on the gravel under my feet as I sprinted to a nearby gas station, and I can still hear the sound of that car speeding off behind me.Â
- How to really listen.
- Distance running. It’s so cheesy, but distance running taught me so many things about life, like how to push myself beyond my limits, and how important it is to own a shirt that wicks. Even though my knees and feet are shot to shizz now, I’m still grateful to have known what it feels like to run for miles and miles, my feet flying across the pavement, adrenaline coursing through my veins!Â
- Hard work.
- How good it feels to be useful. Shoot, I can’t do calculus or play basketball (or any sport involving projectiles), but at least I’m not a bump on a pickle.Â
- Sadness. I realize how strange it may sound to be glad to know what sadness feels like, but grief and loss have helped me better appreciate life’s simple pleasures, like sleeping in on a Sunday or playing with makeup.
Do you have a list like this one? Are there things in your life you’re glad to know?
Your friendly neighborhood beauty addict,