Day 9: Who is your "best self"?

This is a really hard idea to grasp. For the most part, I don't think I've found my "best self" yet... I've been told before that some people's favorite "Lindsay" was a few years ago - about the time I had just started my job with my old company, I was single (J & I took some time apart for a few months) & finally able to start enjoying this new chapter in my life. I honestly miss that "Lindsay". I don't know if I'd go so far to say that was my "best self", but that was a time when I was more myself than I had been for a while or have been since (although there was too much alcohol involved there for a while - I was only 22 after all).
I have a few different aspects of who I want to be to be my "best self" though.
"Lindsay the Individual"
I've always been pretty independent & I don't regret that at all. The part of my independence that causes myself trouble is the part that doesn't like to ask for help. In order for the individual part to be the "best", I need to accept that there will always be times that I will need to swallow my pride & ask for help.
"Lindsay the 'Hopeless' Romantic"
I saw this the other day & for me, it's absolutely true: "I have high standards because Country Music taught me how a man should treat a lady". Not only does my love for Country Music add fuel to my hopeless romanticism, but living in Texas, I know that kind of man does exist because I've met a few of them...and they're married, haha! My little brother is proof, though, that there are still young men out there that know how to treat a lady - he's his girlfriend's "cowboy charming" Ü He's seen how the guys that have come through my sisters' lives as well as my own & the hurt we've been through & has made it a point in his own life that he will treat his girlfriend like a princess. With this part, my "best self" needs to keep my standards high & not settle for second best.
"Lindsay the (someday) Wife & Mom"
Ever since I can remember, I've wanted to be a mom. I wasn't the kind of little girl that played with Barbies...I had babydolls..."realistic" ones (as realistic as they were in the 1990s) that you fed, changed & they even cried & I loved taking care of them. As I've gotten older, that hasn't changed. I was a nanny for a little boy while I was in college who was just shy of a year old when I started working for the family...Owen will be 6 this year & even has a little sister Ü Now, my friends are starting families & that ache in my heart is back, for not only a family of my own, but someone to start that family with. I know God has someone for me & that it's by His time, not my own, but it's still so hard to watch from the "sidelines" as others enjoy such happiness in their own lives. Someday...someday.
Overall...I think the best way to describe my "best self" would be this: live the life God has planned for me. He knows what every second, every minute, every hour, every day what will happen. He's in control.
♥Linz