This summer I decided to teach myself the beautiful art of tie-dye! I went all out buying several white shirts, several white bandanas, and even a cloth tote bag. I was determined to make the most beautiful tie-dye creations that anyone had ever seen. Now, let me preface by saying that I am quite OCD, so I wanted this tie-dye project to be absolutely perfect. That was my first mistake.
The shirts actually turned out pretty good, however, the bandanas and the tote not so much. Honestly, they looked pretty awful. Yes, I was upset, but then I remembered that tie-dye isn’t about perfect; it’s about having fun and using color to express yourself. Once I realized this the bandanas actually started to look halfway decent. The tote still looked terrible, so I just trashed it! HAHA! There were several spots on the bandana where I had put too much dye and it caused the colors to run together making either a black or brown muddy smudge. Other places I didn’t put enough dye and they were very light and there were even some white spots where I had missed putting the dye all together. I’m the type of person who always tries to see good out of every situation, and I also try to use each of those situations as a learning experience.
The bandana is kind of like my life. Some spots were lightly covered with dye. Those times in my life were the easy times. School was great, my health was great, everything was going well. Then there were other times, like the dark loaded down spots on the bandana, that were extremely difficult. Losing my aunt Lisa (who was like a second mother to me) was one of those times. Unable to cope I decided to just take a few extra pain pills before the funeral, which eventually led to an even darker place in my life. Those were the black spots on the bandana. There was absolutely no light. No good, and no positive in my life at that point. However, I sought out help and the white spots on the bandana started to show up again. I lost 135lbs, had finally beaten my depression (for the most part, and with the help of medication & therapy), had gained victory over my substance abuse, and was genuinely happy with my life. I was no longer living in a fog, and I can honestly say that I’m extremely pleased with where I am now. I’ve said before that if I had to go through all that again just to be where I am, I would. I wouldn’t like it, but I would do it.
How does your bandana look? Is it mostly dark? Covered with light spots? Regardless of how your bandana looks it’s still yours, and you shouldn’t just throw it away. Life may absolutely bog you down with tough times, but they won’t last forever. Life may also bless you with wonderful moments. Sometimes you have to wait out the storm in order to see the rainbow 😉 (As cliché as that is!)
I challenge you to try and look at all the situations in your life as a learning experience. Good or bad, try to find the “silver lining” and not just focus on the negative. There’s bound to be some positive moments in there somewhere!