I hope to come away from every year having learned something. Last week, I asked for a little ‘Birthday Advice.’ I figured, with seven days left, I wanted to learn as much as possible!

A many of you know, my goal is that Thankful For a Million serve as a positive and inspirational online space. I realized that with my musings and interviews, readers are always getting advice from someone else. So, today the advice comes from you. I’ve compiled the best life advice submitted over the last week. If you have any to add, write your advice in the comments section.

Thank you to those who’ve contributed! Enjoy!

~Thankful

 

Alex

Always trust that there is enough – enough time to do what is important, enough support to do what is right, enough strength to help others, enough stuff to share with people in need, enough grace to cover your mistakes, enough love to keep you going.

 
Christina

Cherish the ones that matter.
 

Skylar

Your mom is 99.9% right about every suggestion/advice she gives, listen to her and do what she says.
 

Anonymous

Do what you can for people, when you can, and don’t keep score.
 

Francesca

Always be able to laugh at yourself and never take life too seriously.
 

Laura

Do what you like and like what you do.
 

Charlotte

Do what you love in life. But be practical about it. Approach your area of work/expertise with generosity and gratefulness. Know life is short and care for it and all those around you.

 

Kevin

You are enough, Whatever it is you want to accomplish you have all the ability to accomplish these goals within yourself. You are enough.

 
Steven

I wanted to share a piece of advice in the form of a poem. I was introduced to this poem in 7th grade and it’s been an inspiration to me ever since.

If – By Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!