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Value
principles or standards of behaviour; one's judgement of what is important in life.
"they internalize their parents' rules and values"

synonyms:principles, moral principles, ethics, moral code, morals, moral values, standards, moral standards, code of behaviour, rules of conduct, standards of behaviour
"society's values are passed on to us as children"

I’ve been working recently in a class about who I am and what I stand for, what are my values. It’s a topic that when I started the class I couldn’t honestly say straight off what were the values I have as a person. What it’s I stand for. 
And over the last six weeks of the class it has got me thinking more and more what I am about and what I stand for. 

I can say though that what I would of said where my values when I was a teenager are definitely different to what they are now. And even after loosing my husband I would say my values have changed. Things that I thought I valued then don’t seem so important now. 
Even friendships / relationships now, the values that I bring on my side and what I would like in the other person show the change of time. 
Isn’t it funny how certain things happen and you loose you. You loose what you stand for and the way you are perceived. 

  • Authenticity.             Spirituality
  • Loyalty.                    Friendship
  • Kindness.                 Self-respect
  • Creativity.                 Responsibility
  • Compassion.            Faith
  • Growth.                    Honesty
  • Trustworthiness.       Respect
  • Balance.                   Determination
Properly thinking about it today the list shows what I hope come across in me. It is the values I have now. Not from the past or from the future. Now in a times where I struggle sometimes emotionally and where the fight mentally is real. In a time where I struggle to truly remember who I am I will keep looking at that list and fight to remember what I consider to be who I am.

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