P.S. I posted that without any angst this time. Progress!
Thursday, January 2, 2020
Perfectionism: part 2
P.S. I posted that without any angst this time. Progress!
Monday, December 30, 2019
Self-reflection and Perfectionism: part 1
My husband wonders why I am doing it. For now, it's because several people have encouraged me to write a book and this blog is a baby step in that direction. A second reason is to practice pushing through these unsettling feelings and gain more control over my perfectionistic tendencies. (It may also be that I need to save my emotional energy for being a babysitting grandma in the very near future.)
I took a picture of the cover of a classmate's journal a few months ago and I cropped it down to this statement earlier this morning. With that background, here is the next section of my research paper from English 2010:
Graduation and Perfectionism: introduction
I returned to college when our daughter started attending UVU in Fall 2015. I was able to transfer 7.66 credits from a quarter at Weber State University in Fall 1990 and 3 credits from a semester at Brigham Young University in Fall 1992. I took the rest of the required classes off and on for the past four years. I'm very grateful to finally be finished with this chapter of my life.
The last class I took was English 2010. It was the class I had dreaded and put off during my entire college experience. However, it was the perfect way to end my degree. This was my professor's final comment on my research paper:
Wendi, this is credible, warm, intelligent and compassionate writing. I’ve made a couple of minimal editing suggestions, but my larger recommendation is this: let it sit for a few weeks, circle back, tweak a bit for another audience and then get this up on your blog, or consider submitting it to a more public venue at some point. People need to read this. It didn’t hurt ME at all to re-ground my thinking this week – I needed your words, and the interpretive wisdom from a writer with very real, very human experience.
That comment is what inspired me to start this blog. I have struggled to know how much to share in a public space about my religious beliefs, family dynamics, and personal experiences. So I thought this was the best place to begin.
Saturday, November 23, 2019
Part 1: Finding Balance
Life often feels
like a roller coaster with its slow climbs and fast drops. We dread Mondays and
can’t wait until Fridays. Summer feels too hot and winter feels too cold. Road
construction seems to be ongoing with the accompanying bumps and detours and unexpected
waits.
Being human is also unpredictable. We “get up on the wrong
side of the bed” and everything seems to go wrong for no obvious reason. Or we
have a “bad hair day,” which is not only a bad day, but one that is
characterized by our hair being particularly unmanageable. There is also an
“ebb and flow” in our relationships and just when we figure out a new way of
approaching them, the dynamic changes again.
Sometimes when life feels especially difficult, it’s as if a
rug has been unexpectedly pulled out from under us. We flail our arms so we
don’t completely lose our balance, but occasionally we do fall down on our back
side. This momentarily knocks the wind out of us and causes us to look around
and wonder how or why it happened. Or maybe we’re experiencing a type of storm
in our lives with rain pouring down and the wind threatening to blow us over.
During those difficult times, it may feel as if the ocean waves crash over us
faster than we can prepare for or recover from. It feels increasingly difficult
to catch our breath and our muscles feel weak from trying to stay afloat. Then,
when we do survive, we worry about when “the other shoe will drop.”
Does any of that sound familiar? Many of those phrases are
clichés, but there is a reason they are used so often. We are all in this human
plight together. We can learn to “enjoy the journey” or cause unnecessary pain
for ourselves and others by complaining that it’s not fair. We can easily fall
into the trap of comparing ourselves to others and believing the “grass is
greener on the other side.” The truth is, the grass is actually greener where you water it.
I returned to college four years ago and three words have
repeatedly caught my attention: homeostasis, equilibrium, and resilience.
Homeostasis is defined as the tendency toward a relatively stable equilibrium
between interdependent elements, especially as maintained by physiological
processes. Equilibrium is defined as a state in which opposing forces or
influences are balanced. Resilience is defined as the ability of a substance or
object to spring back into shape.
I especially appreciate a second definition of resilience: the capacity to
recover quickly from difficulties. This is sometimes called emotional toughness, flexibility, or adaptability. It’s basically the ability to pick yourself up after you
fall or to bounce back after you’ve survived a difficult experience. In addition,
steadiness and stability are synonyms for equilibrium.
I often wish I had developed a little more flexibility, adaptability,
and steadiness over my lifetime. The first section of my book will be about
learning to develop those skills.
Sunday, November 17, 2019
Introduction
I also chose this phrase because I feel that life is a journey and I would like to use this blog as a place to chronicle my progress.
Earlier in my journey, I spent much of my time walking and visiting with women throughout Utah County. At one point, I created cards with the phrase "Walking with Wendi" on them.
Here is a picture of me wearing my favorite walking shoes on the front with part of the text on the back:
They aren't business cards. They are just "what I do" cards. I handed them out to friends as a reminder of my commitment to walking and talking with women.
I have experienced depression and anxiety off and on for most of my life. I was also diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis in January 2013. Walking has helped me deal with those health issues in a productive way over the past nine years.
I have also spent the last four years taking classes off and on at Utah Valley University. I will finish my associate degree within the next month and then I will begin the next phase of my journey.
Our daughter is having a baby and her due date is in mid-January. This will be our first grandchild and I will babysit him while his mom finishes her degree at UVU over the next couple of years.
I have been encouraged by many people over the past few years to write a book about my experiences. That feels like a daunting, almost insurmountable, task. So I thought I would practice by posting some of my writing on this blog.

