The Value of A Good Talk With Mom

Hello!

So two nights ago I found out I was wait listed at a college I applied to. I was just minding my own, waiting for the light to turn so my friend and I could finally get some dinner when my brother texted me. He was wondering if I had found out yet and I had absolutely no clue what he was talking about until my lovely friend enlightened me that the decisions were out and on our school profiles. Of course my phone was bugging out trying to fight all of the internet traffic to get onto the website and of course Red Robin didn't have free wifi so I was made to sit while the anxiety festered within me.

By the time the website popped up I was already having irregular heartbeats and was no longer craving my turkey burger with guacamole on a whole wheat bun with a side of sweet potato fries, no, instead I was feeling sick to my stomach. So when I finally saw the decision bolded as "WAIT LISTED" my mood crashed and burned. I had "dust in my eyes" for a good twenty minutes with constant words of consolation from both of my friends that were there. I wasn't bummed about being wait listed at that particular college but was instead bummed by the implications of it. Essentially it meant that my dream school was more than likely not going to accept me.

Now I won't go on and on about how many times I cried over the huge cloud of disappointments that my mind all of a sudden wished to dig up and present to me but I will talk about my talk with my mom yesterday. Nothing, and I mean nothing, will ever compare to having a real nitty gritty conversation with a seasoned adult full of life experience. I was eating a super fresh Krispy Kreme donut as a means to lower my sadness level as my mom spoke to me yesterday. As I said before my mood wasn't due to the wait list, it was due to my feelings of inadequacy because more often than not if you aren't talented in an entertainment or athletic field then all you've got is your brain and I felt as if mine had failed me. Sweet, sensible mom opened my eyes to the possibilities of life despite setbacks. I'm not one to stress over the future, all I've got is big dreams, and my mom knows this. But now I know that even though things aren't set and the world is always changing that things will be okay because sometimes you've just got to trust the word of a person that would give up anything and everything for you. I'm very grateful for all the support I had from a lot of thoughtful loving family and friends. As one of my friends said, "When you're successful and rich you can look back and say "suck it"".

So for anyone in that awkward stage of "am I in?", "where will I go?", "how am I going to get through this?, "why is this happening to me?" just know that the way you handle those setbacks defines you, not the actual setbacks themselves.

xxx