I can do hard things, I can do hard things. This was my mantra yesterday before my meeting last night. A meeting that I have been nervous about. I didn't want to go. I thought about a dozen ways I could get out of it. I could call and say I was sick. I even thought about using a hoarse voice and claiming laryngitis. But tht would be a lie. The 13th Article of Faith begins by saying, "We believe in being honest, true, chaste, benevolent...." So I couldn't lie. Darn.
So I went. I went to the community table talks where, as a member of the district's TAG project team, I was to be a facilitator. Each member of the TAG project team had a table and community members (parents of TAG students mostly) were assigned to be at different tables. I had at my table a man who spoke Korean. A woman who could speak Korean and translated for him. My friend Laurel, my friend Sarah and a woman who I swear has ADHD. And one other lady, I don't have a label for her except for "other lady". She was nice. Okay, I'll call her nice lady. Things went okay. I had a difficult time moderating the ADHD woman. I knew that the Korean man wanted to say something and I wanted to hear what he had to say, I was SUPPOSED to hear what he had to say but the ADHD lady would not stop talking. The regional superintendent felt sorry for me and sent the TAG facilitator over to help me. How embarrasing. I was shocked that nice lady and ADHD lady actually talked while others were talking and didnt listen. We were supposed to listen for crying out loud. And then the moment happened. I had to stand and give a brief synopsis of what the key points were for out evening. They thought I should do it. I was looking at ADHD lady thinking, "you've been talking all night, don't you want to just continue the trend?" But no, they had me do it. I had to use a microphone. I don't like microphones. Just before I stood up nice lady says, don't hold it too close to your mouth. Okay, good advice. I spoke and my voice quavered and I said way too many um's. I hate it when I do that. I'm sure I sounded ridiculous. But I did it.
And I'm glad I did. It was out of my comfort zone but I felt so capable when I left. It's good to push ourselves to do things that are hard or out of our comfort zone. That's how we grow.
I can do hard things!
9 comments:
Wow, your brave. Good job! You crack me up with all your labels. I could almost envision exactly what was happening. Kinda funny, but I can see why you felt a little frusterated. You are so right about stepping out of our comfort zones. When I was asked to be in the RS Presidency and teach lessons on Sundays to the RS sisters I thought I might die. It ended up being a huge growing experience. Thanks for sharing:0)
good for you Darilyn! I know what you mean about getting out off your comfort zone..it's scary at times isn't it? Thanks for posting...I loved reading about it.
Good job! You did a hard thing and are better for it.
Good for you!
Good for you Darilyn! You have reason to be proud!!
Way to go! I love watching people do things out of their comfort zone. This is not because I like to watch people be uncomfortable, but because I know they will be so proud of themselves when their done.
i don't like getting infront of people at all. add a microphone and i am a nervous wreck! i hate when i um too much too!
you can do hard things! way to go!
Way to go, Darilyn! Zan's on that committee too. We tease him about being our TAG boy--none of us are that bright.
I have an ADHD child, I have a tough time moderating him too (when not medicated), so I could feel your pain.
I wish I was as brave as you are and could step outside of my comfort zone once in awhile.
It's surprising to me that you would get nervous, D! You're such a strong, capable woman. Let's hear you roar!
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