Week 3: What is your greatest strength? Describe a time this strength served you well.
Not sure I have a greatest strength, but then of course I must have. We all have at least one don’t we? (My weaknesses come next week but obviously self belief is one!).
I think before the events of last year, I might have answered this differently. Can’t be sure of course, but 2016 (and early 2017) tested me in all kinds of ways. The loss of two very close family members and the earthquakes that shook, and still shake, my world made me look at thing very differently.
If I were to choose something, I’d say I don’t take myself too seriously. I can laugh at myself and I certainly don’t go with the crowd. As I get older, it seems even more important that I have my own identity. I don’t follow fashion or food fads, I don’t yearn to be like the Jones’s next door (which would be very difficult because we don’t have any neighbours!). I don’t care how many friends I have on social media, in fact I can count on one hand how many friends I know would be there for me in need – and have been. I don’t take notice of book or film reviews, I prefer to make up my own mind, and I don’t believe in tactical voting. In summary, I guess what I’m saying is that my strength is my independence and that serves me well when it needs to. It isn’t a one off strength, but one I continually pull on and have done since I was a young girl, as a young, single mum, as a wife and daughter and as a friend. I’m not sure many people see this strength, and would probably be surprised if they saw it in action.
I love to see a young girl go out and grab the world by the lapels. Life’s a bitch. You’ve got to go out and kick ass.
— Maya Angelou