Or maybe I’m just growing as a person, either way I guess it can’t be bad. My mother, if she reads this will probably say, “hallelujah”!
I’m learning that life doesn’t always go the way we want; that I can only control me (which I’ve known but I still struggle with), and that there will constantly be inconveniences so I should just learn to be happy with things the way they are, as they happen, since often, the only thing I’m in control of is my attitude.
I’m pretty sure I still don’t like it, but I’m working on it.
Feels good, eh, just knowing that you can only do so much and that you are the only person you have to account for (and that there’s truly only one judge). You were married to two men (who were truly boys) who took so little responsibility for their own BS and demons – living under those roofs would make it hard for anyone to learn coping skills and set boundaries (especially when both of these husbands tried to make their shortcomings somehow your fault). I know this not because you portrayed them that way – I actually watched it happen, so this is not heresay or gossip for anyone reading who is outside the timeframe.
I’m so glad that you’re in a situation where you can feel good about what you do every day and your own self worth. Country eyebrow waxes and haircuts matter not in the grand scheme of things – it’s all about the heart and soul, and yours are good. Miss you. Kat
By the way, your mom should blog if she reads this regularly. Has she?
Girl, I only WISH I could learn to accept this. But I tend to let other people’s actions affect my attitude, and then I get mad at myself.
Ya, I need to change.