The Republican National Convention is this week. There has been a lot of historical footage in the media, and on more than one site I’ve seen video clips of Reagan’s highly effective slogan “Are you better off than you were 4 years ago?”
That got me thinking of my life through that four-year lens.
Now, I’ve already stated that I won’t take a political stance in this blog. Instead this is a personal/mental comparison between me then and now.
Four years ago, I was also off the dance floor due to a knee injury, one that at the time was also undiagnosed. Then I was still hopeful that a career in dance was possible. Even after they discovered that my meniscus was torn, it didn’t dampen my aspirations. In my head I had a bright future ahead of me doing something that I love.
I’ve now mentally accepted that that dream will not happen … taking a quick step to the right, with its corresponding SHARP pain in my knee, refreshes my memory if I ever forget it.
If I was asked a few months ago about being better off, my answer wouldn’t have been positive. I’ve really been without direction. I’ve made the horrible mistake of confusing busy with productive, I think as a feeble attempt not to face not knowing what to do next. That plus some family health issues have made this a trying year so far.
Inspired by my own post, I tried taking my mom’s advice and brainstorming my way into a new direction. I made some strides, but then I quickly realized I was trying to work my way out of the problem by looking back (to a career I hated) instead of forward into the unknown.
Then it hit me. It was an idea that I had thought was impossible and had dismissed early in the process. I then realized I had friends in the field, and I might as well talk to someone to see if it is possible. Turns out, it might be! I’m being intentionally vague because it is still in its infancy and might not come to pass, but even if it doesn’t, I’ve got momentum and the belief I will find something satisfying.
So am I better off than I was four years ago? Then I had the pain and uncertainty (even if I didn’t express it … even to myself) of the knee injury, and now I have DH2U by my side and my determination to explore the great unknown is restored, so my answer is “Yes, I am better off.”
What about you? How does your life compare to four years ago?