The Trouble With “Big”

If you have big plans, big dreams, big aspirations, big goals, big visions, some people won’t understand you or get it at all.

One person’s definition of “big” is vastly different than another person’s.

When you think all eyes are on you, and other people are expecting those BIG things from you, it feels heavy. Really heavy.

Big, heavy things generally transform into beautiful things, if you can hack it. And beautiful things are often rare.

If carrying “heavy” was easy, everyone would do it… and things wouldn’t be so beautiful or hold as much value.

To go big or go home…that’s a choice.

Some people will not respect, enjoy, or appreciate your choice to go big. Screw ’em.

“Screw ’em” is easier said than done when BIG means the world to you and it’s not acknowledged or appreciated. It hurts.

I don’t think I’ll ever give up on BIG. I actually don’t think I can even do it. It sounds like a nice, smooth ride, but I don’t think it’s one I’m prepared to take, at least not yet.

Why BIG? Well, I guess despite its stresses, it’s gratifying to me. BIG is what makes memories, creates magic, and makes people feel important. When you taste BIG a few times, you start to crave it, and eventually you won’t want anything else. BIG gets things done and makes things happen. It separates the men from the boys.

The trouble with “big”… everybody dorsn’t want to create it, but everybody enjoys it. It’s irony at its best. I don’t think I can ever make myself smaller for anyone, nor do I want to. I like “big” everything, and I think I’ll keep creating it, dishing it out, and being it until I physically can’t anymore.

Big is good. I’ll keep my big hair, big eyelashes, and big personality. I’ll keep my big plans, big dreams, and big aspirations. Some people may have trouble with “big”, but I don’t.

Published by Window Seat Sensibility Blog

Practical wisdom, joys and pains, motivation and tough love, from the perspective of a Mississippi mom, traveler, business owner, accomplisher of things, substance seeker, and full-time dreamer

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