What do cancer, a usually negative thing, and my writing career, a positive thing, have in common?They both brought me: Silly Millie.
Cancer was a gift in that once you get through that, no longer do the opinions and demands of others matter as much. I got through cancer so now I have a right to LIVE my own life.
My writing career feeds my ego, helps me to express myself, and gives a platform for the “German leprochaun” to have a voice and be playful.
I’m incredibly silly sometimes, but I don’t worry about that anymore. I’ve paid my dues, I don’t have to even try to be perfect anymore. It’s a well-known but less-followed fact: No one is perfect. No one has to be. To strive for that is to make yourself nuts.
“Silly Millie” helped me to love and appreciate myself and know that it’s okay to be ME. I am continuously blown away by how life gets sweeter and sweeter, by the day, for me. Sometimes I don’t know what to do about it – and that’s when I get silly. Hmmm, maybe it’s a release valve, even if I’m not being stressed out.
Are you a Silly Millie, or, what is YOUR release valve?
P.S. It’s okay to lay all your battles and problems on the ground and enjoy life…