Excited, anxious, nervous, and overwhelmed are just a few of my feelings right now as I post my very first blog entry.
Those who know me would say this is normal or the very hyperactive Ponn. You will see that I openly refer myself to “Psycho Ponn”. It’s a good-thing I assure you.
As I look at the date below, I noticed that I am 32 years and 1-month old today. My birthday (actually the whole month of Jan.) came and went. I started vestibular therapy due to an inner ear disorder I developed from the post concussive syndrome of my car accident, AKA vertigo & dizziness. On January 28th my final draft of my upcoming book Empowering Women to Power Network was due to the publisher. Oh, and I ventured on to this miraculous medium–the World Wide Web. Check me out:
So, here I am reflecting on the best and worse year of my life. I pray that no one ever has to bare the physical and emotional pain I experienced (and still experiencing) due to a freak-accident. On the other hand, I’m ready to share the joy, peace, and inner-love what I call my “womanly-empowerment” with the entire world!
On July 10, 2004 I was innocently coming into traffic with the permission of my green light. A frantic mom running late for her daughter’s Chuck E Cheese party was racing head-on towards me. All I can remember was catching a glimpse of her eyes. Then, within milliseconds the faces of my husband and 3 baby girls (then, 4, 3, & 1 years old) flashed before me.
Amazingly, I opened my eyes to life. I believe that this accident was a divine act of God because I don’t remember putting anymore pressure on the gas to grace me with life. My car was totaled.
As a typical working mom…nay, a typical Mom…I was over-worked, over-exhausted, over-committed, over-everything. I put everyone (particularly my family & work) ahead of my own health & well-being. I never had a good night’s sleep and rarely had a warm meal because I was always running around, trying to please everyone…trying to make everything perfect.
I was a ‘perfectionist’ in the worse way. I found out that the pressures never came from my family or work…it was all from Me! I built images of what was considered “perfect”.
While being helpless for 3 months when I could not cook, clean, launder, or drive…my family and work lived perfectly-fine without me. Of course, everyone made sacrifices, but no one died or even came close to it. In reality, the life I was living…was killing me. Thank God for this accident!
Why do we, as women do this to ourselves? Why do we feel guilt when we place our own happiness and well-being over our kids and husbands? Hint: We do it to ourselves. And, it’s time to stop.
I noticed that peace entered our home when I was lying in bed day after day. I noticed happiness filled the air when their Mom was finally able to laugh and hug again.
Women have an incredible ability to create the atmosphere around them…so it’s time to live a happy & healthy life too.
Humbled by this great gift of life, I find it ironic that I’m reflecting on the meaning of my own birth name: Ponn = God’s Gift (of Life).
May we as women always praise God for the gift of our lives. We must stop the abuse and take this time to care of our lives Now.
To our peace and empowerment,