{"id":198522,"date":"2010-01-19T12:15:00","date_gmt":"2010-01-19T16:15:00","guid":{"rendered":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9042993421890413585.post-5347017922094850941"},"modified":"2010-01-19T12:15:26","modified_gmt":"2010-01-19T16:15:26","slug":"what-has-been-your-best-learning-experience","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mereja.media\/index\/198522","title":{"rendered":"What has been your best learning experience?"},"content":{"rendered":"

Question:  What has been your best learning experience?<\/b><\/h3>\n
Someone once asked me this question.  I had to think on that one for a while.  Although life in general is one continuous learning experience, I wanted to give a more specific answer.<\/span><\/b><\/span><\/address>\n

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My answer:  <\/b>Mistakes.<\/b><\/span><\/address>\n

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In the past 30+ years, I\u2019ve learned best from my mistakes and those of other people.  As much as I don\u2019t like making mistakes, they have served as the best teacher; especially when it comes to relationships.<\/span><\/address>\n

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I\u2019m on my third marriage.  So, to be honest, there have been many mistakes.  Speaking of being honest, I\u2019ve learned from my mistakes that honesty really is the best policy.  When presented with a new relationship, I tried to become a person that I thought they wanted.  Someone more interesting or fun to be with.  Hoping, against all hope, to be liked.  Thinking that I was not good enough just being me,  I lost my true self.<\/span><\/address>\n

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Let\u2019s face it, when we first meet someone who we\u2019re attracted to, we do everything in our power to seem appealing to that person.  We spend time doing things with this person that we wouldn\u2019t normally do.  We feign interest in topics that we don\u2019t necessarily possess a passion for.  Or, in my case, we don\u2019t divulge a part of ourselves for fear that this person might find it stupid or even repulsive.  By doing this, we give up the most important part of ourselves just to make that person like us.  Why do we do that?!<\/span><\/address>\n
Later, when we have established a relationship with this person, we begin to regret doing those things.  Once we begin to be honest about our likes and dislikes, this person is shocked that we feel this way.  Eventually, we become resentful for having to do these things that we dislike or even hate.<\/span><\/address>\n

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When I started dating my third husband, I failed to divulge that I\u2019m an avid baseball fan.  I chose to hide this information from past experiences.  In the past, when I divulged this fact, most men didn\u2019t like a woman who knew as much, if not more, as they do about baseball.  Or, if they didn\u2019t like baseball, they felt that they took a back seat when baseball season came around.  I admit that I am kind of obsessed when it comes to baseball.  I don\u2019t miss a game.  When making plans, I schedule things around my baseball schedule.  My mistake, in most cases, was waiting too long to let them know the real me.  I\u2019ve learned to be honest and upfront right from the start.<\/span><\/address>\n

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It finally hit me when I started dating my third husband.  I wasn\u2019t upfront with him about my love for the game.  So, when I finally told him, he was surprised.<\/span><\/address>\n

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\u201cYou never watched baseball before,\u201d he said.<\/span><\/address>\n

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\u201cYeah, I know.  That\u2019s because most guys don\u2019t like the fact that I\u2019m so into baseball,\u201d I replied.<\/span><\/address>\n

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\u201cI think it\u2019s great,\u201d he said shrugging his shoulders.<\/span><\/address>\n

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From that day on, we have shared many a baseball game together.  And I have taught him many things about baseball that he never knew before.  Now, we have a bond that can\u2019t be broken.  God forbid anyone try to interrupt our baseball time together.  There\u2019ll be H*ll to pay if they try! <\/span><\/address>\n

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This is only one example of how mistakes have helped me to learn.  There are so many other ways that mistakes can become a learning experience.  I\u2019m not saying, \u201cgo out and make mistakes so you can learn from them.\u201d  I\u2019m just saying that if you make mistakes, there is a learning experience there.  You can take that experience and made things better.  You don\u2019t have to keep making the same mistakes over again.  Some can be a life changing experience.<\/span><\/address>\n

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What has been your best learning experience?  Life?  Kids?  Your job?  Parents?  It may be something totally different from mine.  I would love to hear about your learning experiences.<\/span><\/address>\n
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Question:  What has been your best learning experience? Someone once asked me this question.  I had to think on that one for a while.  Although life in general is one continuous learning experience, I wanted to give a more specific answer. My answer:  Mistakes. In the past 30+ years, I\u2019ve learned best from my mistakes […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2884,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-198522","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-news"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/mereja.media\/index\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/198522","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/mereja.media\/index\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/mereja.media\/index\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mereja.media\/index\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2884"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mereja.media\/index\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=198522"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/mereja.media\/index\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/198522\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/mereja.media\/index\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=198522"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mereja.media\/index\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=198522"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mereja.media\/index\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=198522"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}