How we can find common ground even if we are
different -
I
have written about some of the friends I have made in the U.S in a series of
posts titled The United States of Friendship. My friends and I found connection
even though we were different. Nadya and
I (United States of Friendship Part 8) do not have the same backgrounds. We do not have the same political views. We
do not have the same views about what to invest in. We do not have the same
views about tax deductible accounts such as IRAs and 401Ks. We do not have the
same views about debt - she is into using OTM (other people's money) to build
assets, I am in to being debt free. Yet we have always been able to find common
ground. I can say this about each of my friends. If you read my United States
of Friendship series of posts, you will learn that me and my friends were
brought together at completely different places - at Goodwill Institute of Career Development, at my apartment complex, at companies we worked together in, at my
daughter's elementary school. Being from different countries and backgrounds,
and being in different fields of work, was not an obstacle to becoming friends.
Having different interests, choices and philosophies was also not an obstacle. My
life is richer for this diversity of friendships. It's one of the things because of which I can
say "It's a wonderful life"
How conflict can lead to good things - When my daughter
started middle school, we could not agree on anything. I did not like some of the things she was doing,
and some of the things she wanted to do. And she did not like my attempts to
stop her from doing what she wanted to do. My withholding of money, permission and approval did not make her a
happy camper. We did not break out into shouting matches. But the battle lines
were drawn. I was the "enemy"
in her life. Our ideas and desires were
in conflict. But out of this conflict -
which lasted several years - was born an awakening. The awakening that I needed to give up my
Tiger Mom and Helicopter Mom ways to bring our relationship into balance. The awakening that my "control and disapprove and
withhold" strategy was useless, and needed to be shed. I have written a post about this awakening, and how I transitioned from Tiger Mom/Helicopter Mom to Hippy Mom. Hippy Mom, as the name suggests, is a cool mom, someone who could
assimilate all the features of the teenage landscape - gauges-in-the-ears-boyfriends, piercings, tattoos, make-up, fake nails, rap music filled
with swear words, teepeeing, and what not - without going ballistic, or
thinking it was the end of the world, and my daughter was going to hell in a
hand basket. My new Hippy Mom approach was a game-changer in my relationship
with my daughter. But I did not stop there.
My success with Hippy Mom encouraged me to aim for an even better
goal, the goal of being "Lighthouse Mom". I want to be the Mom who
my daughter can look to when she's unsure which direction to go - a lighthouse in a storm. My life is richer for growing as a parent. It's one of the things because of which I can
say, "It's a wonderful life."
How you can start somewhere and end up in a much
better place -
I was
a shy awkward child. The shyness and awkwardness continued into my young adult
years. I could not carry on a
conversation for the life of me. It was a horrible place to be in, when I
started dating. When I went out on a
date, I felt comfortable only on the dance floor. In fact, you could say dancing saved me,
because since the music was too loud on the dance floor to do anything but
dance, I was spared of talking. And so I would go entire evenings saying only
20 words - mostly yes, no, I'm fine - escaping to the dance floor as much as I
could. Fast forward to today, and I
cannot for the life of me connect the person I am today with the shy awkward
person I once used to be. Today, there
is nothing I enjoy more than conversation. I can talk to friends for hours and hours, and not run out of things to
talk about. And I have no problem
striking up conversations, even with strangers. If I catch you alone, it is the easiest and most natural thing in the
world for me to strike up a conversation with you. This is nothing short of
marvelous - I am the mouse that eventually learned to roar - and it couldn't have happened a day too soon considering how important healthy communication is - what a
transformation. It's one of the things because of which I can say, "It's a
wonderful life."
How even bad experiences are not wasted experiences - In October of last
year, Tanita woke up early in the morning with a terrible stomach pain. Mom,
she said, I need to see a doctor right away. It was early in the morning. No
doctor's offices would be open. So we went to Good Sam Hospital. We walked into
the emergency room. Big mistake! The
intake person took Tanita's pulse and her heart was racing. Before we could say
anything, they put her on a stretcher, took her to one of the ER cubicles and hooked
her up to an ekg and drips. A little
while later they took her for a CT scan. Nurses popped in every now and then to
check how she was doing. And then around noon, a doctor came by to discharge
her with these words:"You have
stomach flu- make sure to have lots of clear fluids until you are over it."The exorbitant bills (what a rip off) started
coming in the mail after a month. That's when we realized what a big mistake we
had made by walking into that Emergency Room at Good Sam. In spite of being on a Blue Cross Gold Plan
through her employer, Tanita was on the hook for $4000 out of pocket. $4000 out
of pocket for stomach flu - it was daylight robbery. We sure learned our lesson from this
experience. Never go to the ER - not if
you can help it. Out of the pain of this
bad experience, came the opportunity to make wiser choices in the future for both
Tanita and myself. I believe how you react to the good things in life is not as important as how you react to the bad things in life (read this post). I am richer for every bad experience in my life, because of the wiser choices that have come out of it. It's one of the things because of which I can say, "It's a
wonderful life."
How it's never say never in life - As far back as I
can remember, I have been a walker. In
my teenage and young adult years, I used to walk our dogs. If a friend wanted to join me on my walks, I
was thrilled. But no one wanted to walk
as regularly, or as often as I did, so I did a lot of my walking alone. That is until Becky came along 8 years ago.
Becky lives close to me. And she and I
are on the same page when it comes to walking.
We walk as if our lives depended on it. Indeed, we believe our lives do
depend on our walking. Becky, says that to keep your blood sugar down, you have to eat right, exercise, and take your insulin, do all those
3 things. And I believe that regular
exercise is crucial to keeping diabetes and bad health at bay. Besides, walking is one of my favorite things to do. It energizes me. When someone accompanies me
on my walks, it energizes me even more. So thanks to Becky, Lyla, Krystyna, Majella, Yongmei, Monica, and everyone else who has accompanied me on my walks. I
never dreamed I would find so many enthusiastic walking companions in my
life. But life has proved me wrong, in
this, and so many other things, I now firmly believe in never say never. And it's
one of the reasons I can shout out loud "It's a wonderful life."
How you can come back to fight another day with your
gifts and talents - Like so many immigrants, before I came to
America I had a thriving career in one field, which I couldn't break in to, and
had to give up after moving to America.
My thriving career was in advertising copy. I had advanced to where I
had a small, but thriving creative shop Purple Patch. Writing was my life. I lived for writing and
couldn't imagine life without it. The life I couldn't imagine, I got to live
soon after I moved to America. I got an
opportunity to be a Commissions Analyst, a Sales Compensation role that was a big step up for me. In my first year and a half in America, I was able to
land only clerical and administrative assistant roles. I jumped at the chance to do something which
would be more challenging and paying, even if it was different from anything I
had done in my first career. Under the wing of an angel who believed in me, I rapidly gained competence as a Commission
Analyst, and I was proud of it. But in my Commissions Analyst role, other than
emails to the sales team to explain how their commissions were calculated, I
had little writing to do. It was all
numbers. So my writing skills soon began to wane. It came to a point where the fact I had been
a successful copywriter, and had worked at so many amazing agencies in India,
including MAA and my own creative shop Purple Patch, just became just a quaint
factoid. Part of my old life - left behind in another place. I didn't even care to talk
about it after a few years. 14 years
went by in this way. And then in
December of 2010 Santa looked down on me and said "Minoo, Merry Christmas! For Christmas this year, how would you like to get your writing muse
back?" And lo and behold on
December 27 of that year, I started writing this blog. The writer in me was back.
And here we are. It's 2018. And I am
still writing. I was so excited when I reached my 100th post, I commemorated it. Flash forward to today. I have written 443 posts. And people like you honor me by reading them, by clicking on the links I post on
Facebook, Google, Twitter, Pinterest and Linkedin. What more could I ask for?
And what else could I declare, but…."It's a Wonderful Life!"
It truly is a wonderful life. And listed above are just a few of the things
I love about it.
Your turn…
What do you love
about life?
What are the
things in your life that make you declare, "It's a wonderful life"?
Be sure to write me about them.
Be sure to write me about them.
Acknowledgements: Thanks for the
feedback, (comments, likes, shares) on my recent posts. I appreciate the kudos
from old friends, new friends, and relatives who have become friends. You keep
me going.
NEXT, Thanks to all
readers, current and future, for sharing my journey to wisdom, meaning, and a
better life. Like you, I am trying to find my way through this complex
maze we call life, and I am honored to have you share my journey, as I continue
to seek the wisdom hidden in plain sight.
FINALLY, A Happy Birthday
shout-out: to those with November birthdays. I hope you will use
your birthday month to kick off an attitude of gratitude. Begin by thinking of
all the things you are grateful for, even the bad things that led to some good things, and because of which you are able to say, “It’s a wonderful life”. Focus
on what you have, and what is good about everything in your life, even bad experiences and less than ideal circumstances.
To all my readers, have a
blessed “doing good for yourself while doing good for others” week, and see you
next week. P.S. Many things inspired this post. One of them was this article by Anne Applebaum.