How I became me (Part. 1)

When I think about my early childhood, I get an overwhelming good feeling, even if it was a typical childhood filled with many hours outside, playing with other kids or being average in school or riding my bike everyday, I’m grateful for those years.

Vivid memories resurface from my days in kindergarten or primary school, where I would often find myself blushing with embarrassment over various situations. Whether I was freezing up while reciting a poem or struggling to talk with a girl, there were numerous instances that would leave my face flushed with shame. I remember being consciously aware of my face blushing, trying to avoid it in any way possible but I never found something to solve it.

Being a timid kid, blushing easily, not being able to start a conversation or share a story among a group of friends, didn’t make me a popular kid, or one who was having a lot of friends. I was aware of this, but preferred to ignore it for a long time.

My parents supported me with their actions and behaviors along the way, my mother with her decisive attitude and being straight to the point and my father with his emotional intelligence, kindness and the care for the ones around him. Both left an important imprint on my personality that helped me tremendously during my life. The experiences and lessons learned from them contributed significantly to my growth, shaping my perspectives and approaches to various situations.

Life is a journey filled with experiences that shape us. Every step, whether a success or a struggle, helps us grow and understand the world better. By embracing these moments, we build resilience and wisdom for a more fulfilling future. As we continue on our paths, let’s stay open to learning from both our successes and challenges.

MB