What about your childhood shaped you for this moment?
I think a million little pieces about my childhood brought me to where I am today. Of course, I’m not going to name them all, but I’ll share the ones that stick out the most for me.
For starters, I’m a middle child. There’s a reason we get a bad rap. We’re usually loud, messy, independent, sassy, and overall: a handful. I was a tomboy (especially compared to by ballet-dancing old sister), and when I wasn’t getting dirty playing soccer in the mud, I was stomping it through the house yelling my favourite tune at the top of my lungs for all to hear. I truly think this is where my ease for making friends, and my ability to tell stories took off. I embraced this identity of mine.
When I was in grade three my mother became very ill. She was diagnosed with a cancerous brain tumour, and my siblings and I watched out mother go through rounds of chemo, and then radiation. This is where I learned perspective, and empathy. It has carried with me into my adult world, as I continue to watch and care for my sick mother who has relapsed, I believe a powerful tool builds inside of any person who watched a loved one go through this. It’s a mixture of strength, but also seizing the day. Since moving to the other side of the world for a work opportunity, I’ve been asked by some people as to why I did that when I have a very sick mother at home. Because, I say, she’s the one who wouldn’t let me not take the job and lose out on this incredible opportunity.
These are just a few of the things that helped shape me into who I am today. I see them in a positive light, and am grateful for the perspective and strength they’ve given me to get to where I am today.