Confidence

I feel compelled to write about confidence today. This particular post isn’t intended to be humorous, but like all things surrounding me, humor usually weasels its way into my words. So, if you enjoy a chuckle or two, GOOD! I am glad that I brought a smile to your day.

Today, amid a lot of conversation, my boss asked me where my confidence went. Poor him that he doesn’t get to see where the inner Dacia-ness of confidence really comes from. However, how lucky you, my few readers, to learn where I tap into this said confidence.

(Ah-hem) Confidence is:

• Driving my Ford Focus and pretending it’s a Mercedes.

• Singing all the words to every song I know as though I am the original artist.

• Drinking my $2.99 wine like it is Dom Perignon.

• Telling my dreams to everyone and believing that it’s only a matter of time before they all fall into place.

• Writing my stories and promoting them to be the next New York Times best seller.

• Planning vacations to far-away places that may or may not ever happen.

• Treating my friends and family like they are celebrities (and I am too).

• Refusing to be treated any less than a goddess.

• Posing for all photos like they are going to be plastered on a billboard.

• Treating my daughter to all of life’s pampering—even if that means I go without.

• Working my tail off and saying ‘thank-you’ when someone notices.

• Respecting everyone I encounter because I have no reason to be an a-hole.

I am sure there are a lot more of these bullet points to share, but I have already had my $2.99 wine this evening and therefore don’t have much more to add for the time being. I would like to invite all of you to post what makes you feel confident. A lot of people lack self-confidence and rely on others to help them find it. Rely on me this time and shout it out—tell me—what makes you feel your best?