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Do Something Nice For Someone Without Wanting Anything in Return

17 March, 2010 | dcfemella | Comments

I'll Give You All I Can...

When you do something nice for someone or give a gift, do you expect something in return?  Do you constantly remind the person of all the things that you have done for them?  It’s something that I never understood about some people.  They are always having to exclaim, “But I did this for you.”

It’s something that used to drive my sister and me wild.  Someone would do something for you.  However, she would be extremely mean, always put you down, and make your life a living hell.  When you got upset, she always rebutted with, “But I did that for you that one time, so you should be a little grateful.” It never stops.  The constant reminders.  I don’t know how people can live that way.  Shouldn’t they be content with the “thank you” they receive?  Do they think that one nice thing makes up for the 1,000 bad things that they are going to do or have done?

My sister Kristine volunteered and helped so many people.  Whenever you would tell her that she is doing such wonderful things, she would get flustered and say, “Oh stop, I do it cause I want to help people.”  I wish that some people would learn from that.  Even after her death, someone is constantly reminding us that she once gave Kristine a van. I remember Kristine talking about that once.  She said, “She always has to remind me that she did me this favor.  It’s like she is gloating that she has one up on me.”

In the past, I used to be one of those people.  “Well, I did THIS and THAT, so why can’t that person be grateful?”  I learned that this isn’t right way to be the older I get. I don’t need recognition or praise when I give to someone.  In my heart, I am happy that he/she is able to be in a better place.  If he/she forgets to thank me, then I don’t even think about it. It’s happened to me numerous times.  When I was younger, I would be irritated for days about it, but now, I just shrug my shoulder and hope that it helped. It’s something that I am teaching my children because I want them to learn this life lesson young.

I have met people who are that way.  They give and give, but then are so humble, that when you thank them, they behave the way my sister did. You don’t need to have constant recognition when you do something.  Just know that you did something good, and that’s it.

My March 2010 Goals…What Are Some of Yours?

SMART Goal Setting Motivational Mind Map Poster

Every month, I use 43Things to update my monthly goals, so I can achieve my yearly ones. I had to revise them a tad bit after my sister passed away. This is something that I learned to do after reading tons of goal setting and time management books. You have to break down bigger goals into smaller chunks. It makes them manageable, and attaches deadlines to them.

What are some of the goals you have for yourself this March?


Being a Single Mom Has Its Rewards

15 February, 2010 | dcfemella | Comments

It’s hard being my children’s mother and father. I am the only one there to take them to school, tuck them in at night, and drive them around to all of their events. People think that I always have to be in control. However, if they were in my shoes, they would understand. You don’t have anyone to help you make decisions when you are raising kids on your own, and those decisions affects their lives.

Today I almost had a nervous breakdown because I tried delegating some of my responsibility, and it backfired on me. I know that this doesn’t mean that I can’t delegate to reliable people in the future, but it will be harder for me to now. I actually burst out in tears because I was tired of the lack of help, especially from the person who should be helping me the most.

However, when I talk to the kids, I know that all I must be doing something right. I was in the car with Isabelle. She said, “Mommy, a little girl hit me.”

I said, “What? When?”

“This weekend, and daddy didn’t do anything.”

“How did you feel?” I look in the rearview mirror.

“Sad and mad.”

“Why mad?”

“He should have said something. I know if you were there, you would have told her not to hit me.”

It made me smile that my children see me as their protector. It’s something that I never felt growing up, so I’m glad that my children look at me differently.

I asked my son why didn’t he do his homework this weekend. He responded, “Because I was waiting to do it with you.”

“Why?”

“I know you really help me.”

I realize that I know that it’s hard raising two kids on my own. I sometimes want to tear my hair out because I have conflicting events, disciplining them alone, and have to split my attention between them. But, when I see how much my kids cuddle with me, trust that I will help or protect them, and look at me with awe, then I know that it’s all worth it.


Pay it Forward: Helping People During Hard Times

10 February, 2010 | dcfemella | Comments

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My sister’s death was unexpected and shocking.  It devastated our family, and we weren’t sure how we would go on (still don’t).  However, I learned something with her passing.  The love and support that our friends, family, and peers showed us during this trying time is something I will never forget. 

During this time, you don’t want to move out of your bed.  You don’t think about doing everyday tasks (e.g. cooking, cleaning, walking, etc.).  In Panama, the practice is very different. People come to your house where you have to cater to them. It’s something that drove me insane when my grandfather and aunt passed away. Here in the U.S. it was the opposite. I was amazed how loved ones came from far and beyond to help bring us food, help us clean, keep us company, and take care of the kids.  These are just a few things. It was comforting to see so many people come to show their support by helping us do things that we had seemed to forget overnight.

Even online, people I interact with every day, showed their support by giving me their sympathy. They might not know it, but that was a huge comfort for me, and I want to thank you for that, especially my fellow FFers.

My wonderful friends came by and brought us dinner, took Cebastian and Isabelle to the movies, and sent my sister lovely flowers. You are all wonderful, and I am glad to have met all of you. Thanks again.

If someone I know, even if that person is not a close friend, has something devastating happen in his/her family, then I definitely plan on being there in any way I can. Even if the person doesn’t pay it forward, it really doesn’t matter. I will know that I have helped someone in even a small way during a trying time.

The Day from HELL

25 January, 2010 | dcfemella | Comments

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I had the worst day that I’ve had in a super long time.  Even before I got into work, I already had a feeling that today was not going to be a good day.  It wasn’t.  Anything that could go wrong, did.  I thought that I would have time to head to the gym, so I could de-stress before picking up the kids.  No such luck.  The craziness at work took longer than I wanted, so I had no time to go to the gym.  The only saving grace was that I was going to see the kids.

I knew that when I saw them and was able to kiss their cheeks, I would feel a whole lot better.  We ran some errands before heading home.  I’m so exhausted that I knew that if I went home, I wouldn’t go anywhere.  Therefore, the kids and I ventured out.  We had a great time doing everyday things.  For a second, I forgot that stress existed.  Even now, I am tired, but I don’t feel like I’m going to burst into tears at any moment.  Luckily I have a wonderful coworker who I can vent to, and she doesn’t get upset or judge me.  If she wasn’t there, I don’t know what I would do.

Even though I’m still stressed, I feel better knowing that like Scarlett O’Hara said, “Tomorrow is another day.”  It will be Tuesday and a day closer to Friday.  I keep telling myself that this is temporary so I can deal.  All I know is that I can’t endure this craziness much longer.  I’ve already gotten sick three times, had H. Pylori, and feel crappy. This is all due to stress related to work.  Something’s gotta give.

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