OOTD: Revision

Last week I moaned, and moaned, and moaned some more, and this week I’m feeling much better. I’ve been tossing around a lot of thoughts…

by 

Last week I moaned, and moaned, and moaned some more, and this week I’m feeling much better. I’ve been tossing around a lot of thoughts lately about school, where my life is heading, if I’m accomplishing what I want, and reaching for those answers has left me excited, scared, and a whole range of emotions that are too long to list here. We all have paths we are traveling on that make us question if we are heading in the “right” direction (as if there is one), and sometimes it helps to stop and just talk to a loved one.

I was in the car with my mom the other day, and we started talking about writing and speeches. She started talking about how she had to give a speech on why “paper” was the best option for Rock, Paper, Scissors and she said that paper was the best because it gave the option for revision. It was the only option that you could enact change on and then change again or unchange. It was a funny moment because in my composition classes when they do the token “What excites you about writing?” question, I always answer revision. This small discussion about the ability to change, redirect, reconceive your message soothed my soul with all of these big questions that were lurking in the shadows. Sometimes I forget that I don’t have to have everything figured out, that my life is still open for revision.

This simple revelation reminded me of a great quote in the film Benjamin Button (I’m unsure if it is in the literary work).

“For what it’s worth: it’s never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be. There’s no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. And I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again. “

I wouldn’t consider this message a lesson learned. It’s something I have and will constantly (re)learn. But today I’m much more content in moving myself to action instead of just contemplation. After all, I can always revise if I need to.

Tunic (Evan’s), Jeans (City Chic), Wedges (Target)

  (Sorry for the lack/quality of the images. My camera was down, and this one wasn’t so great!)

Have you had any large changes to your life, opinion, etc. that made you revise how you saw yourself? How has your style been revised over the years?

6 comments

  1. I want to be one of the first people to say… you look amazing… and I’m glad you’re better…
    because not only do you look amazing… you my dear… ARE AMAZING!!!

  2. That was awesome! Thanks for sharing, I needed that message and it came at just the right time,. You and your mom are awesome. And your outfit is great!!!!!!!

  3. So funny, as I am reading this post I am wearing exactly the same tunic as you did in the pictures : ). And I love it ^^. I’m still at a point in my life where I have not yet any idea in which direction to go, so I guess I understand you pretty well. I guess I’ll just have to try as many different things possible until I can finally find what I’m really pationate about considering work. Your post sure is well written and encouraging, thank you : )!

  4. As someone who has been through several revisions, I can say allowing yourself to change as time passes is very empowering. It is all about accepting yourself, the you that changes as different people come into your life and you experience new things. Some things I thought would be powerful forces throughout my life have changed into things that aren’t that important. Through it all I’ve learned that loving and accepting yourself is essential to happiness.

    Also love the outfit, the tunic is super cute. Interesting tattoo!

  5. For several years I have wanted to be a librarian. And now, when it’s about time to pick a higher education, i’m in doubt. I have always known what I want to do. Not anymore. I’m confused. And a little scard. Like what am I going to do with my life? I thought I knew but now I don’t anymore.

Leave a Reply to Greta Russell (@PopTarts1975)Cancel reply

Discover more from theplussideofme

Subscribe now to keep reading and get access to the full archive.

Continue reading