As I sit here in my home office riddled with half finished projects and papers not so neatly stacked on every surface of my desks, that’s right I have two, I am forced to take a deep breath, sigh it out, and remember what I am grateful for; and to whom.
It’s been 38 days since my last “confession”, just kidding, I am not catholic, however every time I sit down to write one of these blogs it feels exactly like that. A confession. Everyday I go about my day living my life to the best of my ability, doing what I think is right, what I was taught was right, and sometimes failing in my strive for perfection. Shocker, I know, I am not perfect. Thank God. Thank God that I am not perfect because otherwise I wouldn’t be able to experience the amazing learning opportunity of life. Thank God that none of us are. And yet, we still try.
My life consists of more facets than the diamond on my trigger ring finger. Funny story how I ended up having a trigger finger ring, I am sure one day it will come up. Back to the facets of my life just in the time since my last blog.
I went to Fort Worth, Breckenridge, Cisco, Brady, San Antonio, and Batesville Texas in the week following the Diamond Classic. On Sunday I was back in Houston to work and be home with my son. I worked all week and shot in a charity shoot that Friday.
My son decided to join a church camping group at some point in the middle of this week. The church group was having a camp out while I would be gone on a two week road trip starting that Sunday. This was the “wrench” in all of my careful planning for the month of October. No big deal, we made it happen, it was fun, I’m so proud of him for choosing to join the group. Did the wrench stress me out, duh.
I left for my two week long road trip and headed to San Antonio. This is where I met a very special lady which I will be writing about for Trinity Oaks’s quarterly newsletter as part of my new volunteer work. After my interview of Brit Longoria, the Executive Director of Trinity Oaks for the “Fundraising Females” article I wrote in Lady Shooter Lifestyles, I was inspired to help an organization whose mission I fully understood and felt drawn to.
After an amazing few days in Juno, Texas and making a new friend, Mikel Moore. My new friend and I headed to San Antonio. I for Nationals, and she to hang out with me for a few days and then head back home to Arizona, thus ending her Dream Trip from Trinity Oaks. Mikel is younger than me and battling state 4 breast cancer. Talk about a change of perspective on any problems I am dealing with.
I shot the main event the first weekend of Nationals because I waited until the last possible moment to sign up and thus missed my chance to sign up with my favorite squad mate, Louise Terry. I wrote all about “Weezie” in my first article for Lady Shooter Lifestyles titled “Generations.” If you’re curious why I keep mentioning my Lady Shooter Lifestyles articles, perhaps it is part of my mourning process after parting ways with the magazine. Or maybe it’s because I am kinda proud of the work I did there and just acknowledge it. Maybe a little of both.
Back to Nationals… I absolutely loved spending the entire week shooting one event per day and having lots of time to socialize. I got to see my friends from Colombia, Mexico, and all over the United States. I got to shoot in the most perfect weather Texas has to offer on an average October day, and I got to spend some quality time with my San Antonio student crew. I have a group of regular students that I absolutely love teaching and spending time with. We went out to a big dinner at my favorite Mexican restaurant, Violas Ventana's, in case you wanted to know. We ate delicious food and shared some drinks. I never get to drink with them when we usually have meals because I am typically driving back to Houston right after our lunch. It is always a special and joyous occasion to share drinks and meals with people you treasure. Just another thing to be grateful for. We also went to watch the Top Shot presentation at the National Shooting Complex. I told them that this was pretty much the best of the best in the biggest spectator arena for Sporting Clays. I am pretty sure they were all inspired by it and ready to go get better at shooting.
Me dragging on about my students and food is just a diversion. I am avoiding talking about the not so amazing part of Nationals. How I shot. Well….. it wasn’t terrible. Every event had it’s ups and downs. I had moments of brilliance, moments of feeling like a complete failure, and moments of wanting to quit. Yup, quit. I admit it, I actually let the little temper tantrum throwing 5 year old Natalia take over and say “ I suck at this game, I should just quit.” Whenever I am not performing as well as I would like the negative thoughts can flow like corn on opening day. Thank God the feeling only lasts a few moments.
Here’s what I walked away with. What if I never got that feeling again because I stopped caring about hitting or missing and just remembered to have fun? What if I went back to that feeling of just being grateful to hold my shotgun and shoot at clay targets in the middle of a “work day” without having to ask anyone for permission? At the end of the day it is just a game. It means nothing about who I am as a person, other than I love to do it. Do I enjoy shooting well and even getting first place? Sure. But maybe not as much as I thought. How do I know this? I got a package in the mail today. It was from the amazing Glynn Mosely at the National Shooting Complex. It was medal for C Class 2nd, in the Ladies Open. I honestly had no idea I had won anything.
As I sit here thinking about the facets of my life just from today I am forced to be grateful once again. Today I designed three new labels for my skincare products which are currently going through a rebrand from Luxe Beauty to Esthetician Skin. I did three facials and organized my new mobile salon supplies to take to Dallas next week. I washed my hair… ( its a whole thing)
Rather than be stressed that I have to finish actually drying my hair for my birthday lunch tomorrow, or putting away laundry so I can clear the bed off to actually sleep on it, I am here. Writing my feelings instead of eating them. Fully prepared to give myself grace and mercy for whatever I did or didn’t do.
I meant to blog about each one of these major events but I just wanted to enjoy being in the moment. I wanted to clean my office but I really want to do literally anything else. I just want to connect with people. I pray that through this blog I do connect with people in a way that social media just can't.
Here's what I learned this month. Take life one day at a time. Nothing is guaranteed. Enjoy everything you have because you might not have it one day. When life throws you a wrench, turn it.
I will be writing more in depth about some of the experiences of this last month because they are worth mentioning. I learned a lot and I want to share. Because sharing is caring.
I am a mother, an esthetician, a competitive sporting clays shooter, a shooting instructor, a writer, and above all a child of God with lots of life experience to share. I love living life in the most authentic way, being grateful for the good and the bad.