Can A Woman Really Have it All?

Someone asked me this week if I thought we really can have “it all.” My immediate answer was “of course,” but after thinking it over I concluded that it depends on a lot of things. I think three main questions to ask are:

 (1) Do you think you can have “it all?”

 (2) Do you have a clear definition of what “it all” is?

 (3) are you willing to change your definition of “it all” as you life changes?

In my opinion, the answer of whether or not you can have “it all” has to vary from person to person because we are so different, and everyone has a differing definition of “it all.” In fact, I believe that even the same person’s definition of “it all” varies over their life. Most babies believe they have “it all” when they are in the arms of their mommy enjoying a good meal. That’s all it takes. But as that baby matures, their definitions become more complex and finding “it all” becomes increasingly a private matter.

I have learned a lot of important life lessons during my search for “it all.” It began when I was a teenager, when to have “it all” meant having my own room, and being on the “A” basketball team at school. And, yes, I achieved those goals and had “it all.” At least for a little while. Because the first lesson I learned about having “it all” is that as soon as you get “it all,” you want more!

In High School, I thought I only needed one thing to have “it all.” I wanted so badly to be a member of the singing club; I finally worked up the nerve to audition, despite the fact that no one had ever told me I had a special singing talent or that my voice was unique. At least until my audition, when the director of the club had no problem telling me how little talent I had! When I didn’t make the membership, I learned if my definition of having “it all” means having something that isn’t a god-given gift, I will always be. However, if I choose to pursue goals that fit with the talents I have, the chance to have “it all” is unlimited.

In college, my quest for “it all” became more mercenary: a great job, a car, the grades I needed to be “sellable” after graduation. As I started my career, these goals expanded to include more and more “stuff”: a house, nicer car, better job…the list went on and on.

About two years ago, I moved in to the states, I thought I was really getting somewhere. I was making more money than I ever had before (and, I might add, spending more money, too…) I remember one evening I was on m first real vacation since getting a job, and was feeling pretty proud of myself. I was dining in a very nice restaurant, enjoying my Friends Company, good food, and drinks. I was doing a great job of congratulating myself for all I’ve achieved. In my mind, that night I actually had “it all.

Well, life has really a sense of humor, because two weeks after I returned from vacation “it all” went up in smoke when my aunt died from cancer. I quickly learned another lesson: if having “it all” is reliant on circumstances outside our control, we can easily be disappointed.

So began adventurous year where I started taking pharmacy technician classes, changed career, and started a new life; always in search of a new and improved definition of “it all”. In the process, I’ve learned some more important lessons.

Most importantly, I’ve learned that the best “all” I can strive for is in my head. I can’t lie: money, a nice house, clothes, cars and jobs are important to me, but they are easily lost. Tony Robbins has often said that there is nothing in life you can control except the way that you perceive things. And, in order to place a positive perception on any circumstance that comes my way, I’ve learned that I must do three things:

First, I must be at peace with myself; comfortable that I am always doing the very best that I can with the hand life have dealt me.

Second, I must be happy and secure in my relationships with those closest to me: with my relatives, friends, family, and especially with God.

Finally, third, I must be constantly growing and improving; always trying to learn just a little bit more. For me, when I can achieve those three things on a consistent basis, I believe I really will have “it all.”

Since every person is different, I can’t tell you what it will take for you to have “it all.” But I do know that if you keep looking for the answers, the lessons you learn during your life will guide you until you, too will find the answer. Always continue to ask: Do you think you can have “it all?” Do you have a clear definition of what “it all” is? Are you willing to change your definition of “it all” as your life changes? If so, I’m positive that you will not only achieve “it all,” but have a great time in the process—Yes, we can have it all!

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Tell Me… Lie to Me

…a secret.
Tell me a lie.
Tell me the first thing that catches your eye.
Tell me a story that needs to be told.
Don’t hold back, feel free to be bold.
If you worry your words may bring you shame.
Fear not, dear writer, just don’t leave your name.

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Brain full. Abort, retry, fail?

I read somewhere that even the most highly effective people can only remember 9 things at one time.

Any more than that, and something’s got to give.

I also read somewhere that the definition of madness is repeating the same actions and expecting a different result.

I’ve been thinking about these two things a lot lately.

I’m back to work after 3 days off and I found a HUGE amount of work waiting for me on my desk.

I have a lot of notes from people whos looking for answers about almost every thing.

My brain is full.

It’s full to bursting with things I have to remember.

Things I have to take into account.

Things I have to do.

The things I have to do require me to take things into account.

There are multiple dependencies, multiple uncertainties.

I find myself wondering at which point it beccomes ok to say “actually, this is too much”.

Change is coming, but at present there is limbo.

I suppose I should welcome it as the calm before the storm, but I don’t.

I’ve never been very good at being patient, at waiting to see what happens.

I wonder if I’m being over-dramatic – if it’s just lack of sleep and a bad spell at work.

I really don’t know.

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Update on my surgery

Everybody has been trying to send me comments on my last post which is really sweet of all of u guys.I’m still in pain, I hate being in bed, its sooooooooooooooooooooo boring, I can’t sleep, I can’t eat, I can’t do any thing, I’m not good of being sick.

I’m suppose to see the doctor tomorrow to remove the stitches, GOD HELP ME, I know its gonna be so painful, and the ironic thing I have to go to work in the afternoon that day ( I still don’t know how).

My wonderful mom made me all kinds of comfort food u can imagine, soups, juices, ice cream, and she has been taking care of me taking my meds on time, she wakes up at least 3 or 4 times a night to make sure I’m ok, so this a very special thank u for mama (ALLAH MA YE7REMNI MENEK YA RAB O YDEMEK FOO2 RASI YA A’3ALA O ATYAB EM FI EL 3ALAM), LOVE U MOM.

Special thank u for all the people who sent me comments and for some reason wordpress did nor puplish it, 7ala Taha, Red Rose, Yaso (7amdella 3ala salamtak by the way, hope u enjoyed ur vacation with ur family).

Summer, MQabani, Mala2e6, thank u guys for the sweet comments.

Menna, Fatina. Ghada, thank u for visiting, I had very good time with u guys yesterday.

And a special thank u for Qwaider too, for being a good friend through this procedure.

7asseh 7ali ma5deh el oscar eash fi nazleh thank u mn el sobo7 LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL

Filled Under: Personal

Surgery…

•Mai.. Mai.. Wakeup, you are in the hospital, its 2:30pm and this is the recovery room, your surgery went fine and every thing will be ok.
•I’m cold, and my mom (back to sleep)
•Mai, you have to stay awake for at least 20 minutes, try to open you eyes, I will bring u a warm blanket, my name is (I don’t remember), and I’ll be here if u need any thing.
•(very weak) I’m in pain… (about to cry)
•ok I’ll give u something
…Morphine shot given

That was me when I woke up from my surgery, I’ve been trying not to have it for 2 years, but I got to a point I wasn’t able to breath, and it became a MUST.
I was so scared yesterday on my way to the hospital, but I was acting tough, “it will be ok” my mom said with a big smile on her face, “yeah Inshalla mama” (faking a smile).
After I finished the admition paper I was taken to my room and when it started to show how scared I was.
•ur surgery will take an hour and a half, u will spend 2 to 3 hours in the recovery room, and another 3 to 4 hours in here before we let u go home
•An hour and a half??? I thought it a very simple surgery!!!
•Don’t worry it will be fine
•OK (scared)

I called a friend before the surgery; I knew I had to talk to him; he brings me so much happiness every time I talk to him, “don’t be scared, it’s a very simple surgery, good luck”…Few words made me feel much better….
“OK Mai, the OR is ready, let’s go”, hugs and kisses from my mom, I felt she was about to cry!!! “Mama. It will be fine”
“so Mai, where r u from?” I wasn’t able to answer I was asleep before I answer.
Thank god, every thing went just fine, and now 24 hours later all I know that I’m in so much pain, I need some more Morphine but it gone.. Ok I guess back to Advil, AAAYYY
Thanks for all my friends who asked about me, the phone is none stop ringing since yesterday, its such a beautiful feeling that people love u and care about u… thanks from the bottom of my heart to all of u..

Filled Under: Personal

ليلى و الذئب بالكركي

كانت ليلى بتتبرطع مع الغنم في الوطاة ورا الدار لمّا

سمعت أمها في الحوش بتنادي عليها: “ليلاااا! تعي جاي!”

أجت ليلى وقالت ليها: “ويش أدّك يمّا؟”

 قالت أمها: “خذي هاللّبنات وديهن لجدّتكي تمرسهن عشان ودنا نطبخ منسف بكرى”

 ردّت ليلى: “حاظر يمّا”.

 أخذت ليلى اللّبنات بالسّلة وبدت تمشي وهيّه تهيجن, ومافي شوي ولاّ ليلى بتسمع صوت بقول ليها: “قوكي ياخيّة!”

اتطلّعت وقالت: “قويت, بس منو إنت؟”

قال ليها: “أنا, ويش أدكي فيّي, وين موجها؟”

قالت ليه: “عند جدّتي”

فكّر شوي و قال ليها: “هانا اقرب ليكي من الطريق تبعتكي, شو رايكي تيجي من هانا معاي؟”

 قالتله: ” روح يا رجل فكني من شرك و امشي من قدامي احسن لأصمتك بزعموط اللبن أجيبك أرض”

قاللها: “يا بنت الأوادم, هاي الطريق بتوصّل اسرع لجدتكي, ردي عليّ وخلينا نطيح من هان أقرب لينا”

قالتله: “اسمع ترى منا شايفه الظو , إقلب وجهك!”

ولمّا شاف التشلب انّو ليلى معيّه ترد عليه راح ركاض من طريق قريبة و سبق ليلى على بيت الجدّة.

وصل البيت ودفش الباب بإجره ودخل, قالت الجدّة  (بخوف واستغراب): “منو هاظا؟!”

 لفّت وجهّا و لمّا شافت التشلب, قالت ليه: “البين يطسّك خرّعتني, وشّو اللّي جابك يا مسخّم؟”

 قاللها التشلب: “مالك انطبزتي؟ هو انشبي عاد واسكتي!”

نط عليها ودملها بين اللّحف و حشاها بلخزانة!

لبس التشلب ثوب الجدّة ونام مطرحها.

وما شوي ولا ليلى بتدق الباب. وقال  

التشلب (بصوت الجدة): “افتح الباب وفوت!”

فتحت ليلى الباب و قالت: “هاذي أنا يا تيتا!”

قال التشلب: “اقربي جاي! أنا تلفانه, مني قادره أقوم!”

قرّبت ليلىِِ عند الجدّة و هي متعجبة وقالتها: “شايفيتك كايسه! شو مال صوتك مبحوح؟”

قال التشلب بصوت الجدّة: “أيوا يا تيتا, امبارح نمت متكشفه!

قالت ليلى: “هاي فهمتها, بس لويه أذانكي كبار؟”

جاوب التشلب وقال: “عشان اسمعكي مليح”

قالت ليلى: “اه اه اه, طب و علام عيونكي, كبرانات؟”

قال التشلب: “عشان اشوفكي كويّس, مهو الكبر عبر يا تيتا”

 قالت ليلى: “سالامتكي يا تيتا, بس لاويه زقمك كبير هيه؟”

قال التشلب: “عشان ازلطك فيه!” ونط التشلب على ليلى وبدو يوكلها!!!

صرخت ليلى على طول صوتها: “ويلييي, يا غبصة يا   حزينة!!! ساعدوني ….!!!”

ولحسن حظ ليلى كان أبوها قريب في السيل بتصيّد, و لمّا سمع صراخها: “ساعدوني ساعدوني!” تناول البارودة و راح يحجل حجل عل عرقوب و ركاظ على بيت الجدّة!

شاف التشلب ناط على ليلى بدو يوكلها, هو شاف هيك طار ظبان عقله, ويهكّة دمسه عفرخ الهام وإنه مجحّظ.

 بعدين راح لا ليلى وطلّعو الجدّة من الخزانة!

  و ثاني يوم طبخوا مناسف و شرّبوا لبن و سمن و عاشوا مبسوطين  

 Special thanks to my friend A for helping me writing this post in arabic since i don’t have arabic keyboard 

Filled Under: Fun

What Can I Send You??

What can I send you  

to show you I care? 

What could I give you to let you 

know how very special you are to me? 

 I could send you a rainbow , 

to shine as a bright promise 

after the storm. 

 I could send you the sunshine , 

to chase away any dark clouds 

that come your way. 

 I could send you a hug , 

to hold you carefully 

when you feel afraid. 

 I could send you a smile , 

to embrace and surround your 

heart with happiness. 

 I could send you a flower , 

a symbol of beauty , friendship 

and life. 

  

I could send you a butterfly ,  with strong wings to lift 

your spirits up.  

I could send you warm breezes , 

to gently fill your sails and 

help with your journey. 

  

But maybe I’ll send you my love , 

and with it you’ll find all of these.

My wish,  my hope, 

for you. 

 

Filled Under: Peoms

Make The Choice To Be Happy

None of us can control all the elements in our lives. 

Sometimes destiny enjoys a laugh at our expense.

When that happens,

we must choose our path. 

We can succumb to fate’s small tease or we can choose to be happy. 

Happiness can be found in many places. 

It can be seen in the beauty of a flower. 

It can be felt in the warmth of the sun. 

It can be heard in the laughter of a small child. 

It can be touched in the softness of a favored pet. 

It can be sensed in the love of someone who truly cares.

Choose to be happy.

Choose not to give in.

Choose to smile and look forward to the day ahead.

Choose life with allit’s faubles. 

Choose to be happy and happiness will always follow you. 

 

Filled Under: Peoms

The Meaning of Life 1

(or, What’s it all about?)

 Let’s step back a moment… Why do you want to know the meaning of life?

Often people ask this question when they really want the answer to some other question. I’m going to write about my life thoughts in episodes, I’ve been reading this book to advice people who ask these questions to get back in tack with “pre-meaning of life” advices, I though its a good idea to share with you all the advices by summarizing each chapter I read.

when people want to know about the meaning of life?

  • If you’re questioning the meaning of life because you’ve been unhappy and depressed a good bit
  • On a related note, if you want to know the meaning of life because you feel useless and worthless,
  • If you want to see our answer so that you can prove your intellectual prowess by poking holes in it
  • If something awful just happened to you or someone you care about and you don’t understand why bad things happen to good people
  • If you would like to help the world but most of the rest of the world seems completely insane
  • If you wonder why there is so much hatred in the world
  • If you wonder why there is so much violence in our society

I will start today with tha fist case:

  • If you’re questioning the meaning of life because you’ve been unhappy and depressed a good bit:

Unhappy? Depressed?

Well, obviously if you’re really bad off you should really talk to a professional, but as long as you’re not contemplating any ugly irreversible acts, here’s something that might help. Think of someone you know that seems pretty happy about life. How would you describe their attitude? Are they kidding themselves? Are they ignoring the ugly truth about life that’s right in front of their eyes and pretending that some happy fantasy world that exists only in their heads is real? Well, guess what. That is exactly how every happy person in the world acts. And the really strange thing is that it’s OK. Because the reason that you are unhappy is that you have constructed a fantasy world just as complete and just as removed from the “facts” as the Pollyanna imaginings that you so despise in those happy people. Reality is in fact neither good nor bad, it is a very plastic inkblot sort of thing that can be bent and twisted in many directions depending on your beliefs. WHAT! you say? What about THE TRUTH? Well, that’s a complicated question and it gets into the meaning of life bit that we haven’t gotten to yet, but suffice it to say that what is REALLY going on is so strange, so complex, and so far beyond our everyday understanding, that it bears no relationship to what you think of as “reality”, “truth”, or “reason”. Good and bad, happy and sad, these are notions that you are imposing on the world around you. But, more on that in part II of the Meaning of Life Page. The answer to unhappiness is both liberating and infuriating, but here it is. Happiness doesn’t depend on anything that has or has not happened in the past, nor does it depend on your future prospects (thank God, eh?). The simple fact is, in order to be happy:

You Must Decide to be Happy.

Yep. Isn’t that aggravating? You can’t blame it on anyone else, and no one else can do a thing for you. You’ve just got to decide to be happy, whether or not your logical mind thinks it is rational to be happy and whether or not your moral sense thinks you deserve to be happy. You absolutely will not be happy for any length of time until you decide to, and if you decide to, you can be happy in the face of the most miserable circumstances.Happy deciding.

To be Continued…

Filled Under: Thoughts

5 things you don’t know about me:

I’ve been tagged for the first time since I joined Qwaider Planet by Fatoom  NaturalBlu for 5 things you don’t know about me, well.. here you go

1. I HATE the smell of cigarettes although I LOVE the smell of hookah and I love to smoke it.

2. I speed up to 110mph every morning on my way to work, but when ever I drive with mom i don’t speed more than 70mph and she still consider it speeding and still doesn’t like it.

3. I like my coffee black, no sugar, no creamer, nothing just coffee, same with Arabic coffee (Sada).

4. My favorite color is blue, but I can’t ware it cuz it doesn’t match my skin, and black always come next for me.

5. I’m a music freak (Arabic music), ask me about any singer, any song, I have it, heard it,  or know it.

I tag: Jano, Qwaider, Bakkouz, and Red Rose.

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