On blessedness
Stop comparing yourself.
Stop comparing your front lawn, your high school, the number of meaningless boyfriends you had and the number of college applications you submitted.
Stop wishing you had your teammate’s opportunities, your roommate’s peers and your classmate’s Montessori training.
Stop imagining scenarios in which your mom stayed at home or your dad paid for your gas.
Stop defining yourself by your resumé, your passport and your bank account.
Yes, those things shaped you, they still affect you and they’ll probably influence you forever. But they’re over. Stop using them to justify your actions or fuel your grudges.
You are really, phenomenally blessed.
Don’t let anyone diminish the value of the things you’ve seen, the people you’ve met, the songs you love.
Let your work precede you. When people meet you, let them expect that you’re the best in your field and come from wherever you think you should come from. Let your real, stronger roots make you distinctive.
You are exactly where you’re supposed to be. So is everyone around you. Play that part as well as you can, because you alone are suited for it.
Stop comparing yourself to other people, because to do so means you’re not thankful for what you have and where you are -
and what you have is perfect.
