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Today’s task: Someone you need to let go, or wish you didn’t know
This is a tough one, because as I go through life and age like fine wine, I find myself saying goodbye to people frequently. I know that sounds cold and somewhat heartless, but it’s more for my own sanity than to be nasty.
I find that if I am stressed by the presence of someone, it’s better for me to distance myself from them, rather than try to develop a relationship that won’t be fulfilling for either of us. I won’t be putting my best foot forward for them, so they won’t have a chance to really know me. And I don’t want to know them, so it’s better to just walk away.
I’ve done that with a book club recently. One member was, in my opinion, very mouthy and superior and opinionated, and I was feeling cowed by her. I didn’t enjoy going to meetings. So, I opted to leave the group.
Perhaps it would have been more beneficial to stay with the group and make it a project to get to know this woman and find out why she is the way she is. It would have been a growth experience. Who knows. Maybe she would have been my new BFF.
But no. I would rather drift away from situations and live a quiet and simple existence. That works for me.
Tomorrow: Something people seem to compliment you the most on
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Who did I not mean to let go of but they just drifted away….
I guess that would be either my friend Michelle. Or the Sister.
I met Michelle about 12 years ago. She was strong and made friends with me at a time when I was alone and needed a friend. She was kind and adventurous and encouraging. She didn’t judge me for anything. When I moved home to Maine, we drifted. At first slowly and more recently almost completely. I miss her, but we now have different interests.
The Sister and I have also drifted. We see each other at holidays and might speak once or twice a year about our parents, but other than that, nothing. We have almost nothing in common any more other than being related.
I don’t like regrets but sometimes that is what I feel. I think people are in our lives for a reason and, like the tide, they drift in and out as appropriate. I will be forever grateful to Michelle for all she did for me. And I will be forever related to the Sister so in some way, she will always be in my life in some ways. And these won’t be the last people to drift away from me. I’m okay with that. It’s normal.
Tomorrow: Someone you need to let go, or wish you didn’t know
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Who made my life hell?
All the girls in high school. I was a brainy nerd in high school. All the “cool” girls who were not as smart and played the “cool” sports – basketball, field hockey – looked down on me, made fun of me, picked on me and made my life generally miserable.
I made it easier for them. I didn’t have the internal fortitude to stand up to them. I never fought back.
I read something that said by the time you turn 30, you should forgive the mean girls in high school. I didn’t like high school. I didn’t go to my reunion because of those girls. I want nothing to do with them.
But it is time to forgive them. I didn’t make it by 30, but it’s time. It’s also time to forgive myself for allowing it to happen.
I will leave that behind me and move on.
Tomorrow: Someone you didn’t want to let go of but just drifted
G’morn lovelies. Today’s post is “Someone who has made your life worth living for”.
I don’t really know how I feel about this topic. I feel like I live my life for me. I make my life worth living.
Maybe it’s the dangling participle at the end of the prompt that’s throwing me for a loop…
Anyway, if I have to choose a person other than myself that makes me a better person…I would chose my husband. He’s pretty much the only person I want to hang out with on the weekends. We still hold hands in public. (We’ve been married 15 years…*gasp*) He makes me crazy. He makes me angry. He irritates the hell out of me sometimes. He makes me laugh. He makes me happy. He makes me think. He’s my best friend. And, I almost have him housebroken. 😀
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Oh, and don’t mind ~Moo~… It seems her participle is dangling. *blush*
I thought this was a tough one. I don’t have kids (that I know of) and I’m not married. So I am not living for them.
I’ve already written about my mom and that she is my hero. So maybe her.
I think until I started Reform School, I had no idea who I was living for, or why, for that matter. But I’m living for me. I’m living so that I can experience things and maybe matter to someone in this world in some small way.
For the first time in a long time, I can feel the cobwebs shaking off and I’m going to really start living.
And Mean Marcy is going to help me.
Oh, and I do live for the Wonder Twins. They need me and in no small way, I need them.
Tomorrow: Day 8: Someone who made your life hell.
So, here we are at Day 6. I am pretty proud of MagandMoo and me for making it this far.
Today’s topic is something you hope you never have to do. This is an easy one for me.
I hope I never have to bury one of my children. My kids, Boy Wonder and Mini Me, are the reason for my existence. While they annoy the tar out of me sometimes and make me want to pull my hair out, I cannot imagine my life without them. I am overwhelmed with love and pride when I think about what good humans they are turning in to.
This fear, something happening to my kids, actually manifests itself sometimes to the point that I have to talk myself out of a panic attack. For example, we were driving back from Middle of Nowhere on Saturday where Mini Me had a volleyball tournament. She was riding with her team on a school bus about 40 miles behind me. Several emergency vehicles passed me headed toward her direction with lights and sirens blazing. Within a matter of minutes, I had worried myself in to such a state that something had happened to her bus that I had to text her. Then, it took about 15 minutes for her to return my text…which was just about enough time for me to convince myself to turn around and follow the last police car. Just as I started to look for a turn around point, my phone buzzed and Mini Me was fine.
I can’t wrap my head around how a parent would deal with losing their child…and I pray that I never have to experience it firsthand.
Tomorrow – Someone who has made your life worth living for…I promise it will be less heavy 🙂
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Today: Something I hope I never have to do in my life
I don’t ever want to have to….
– dig worms for bait
– be a food taster at a hot dog plant
– be a maid at a frat house
– be responsible for keeping movie stars off drugs
– be the cause of someone else’s emotional or physical pain.
Tomorrow: someone who has made your life living for