I do not know everything, but after thismanyyears of Oprah, prayer and therapy I know myself enough to stop questioning every little decision. I have a good compass—MY compass, not yours. You do what feels right for you, and I’ll do what feels right for me and the discrepancy is where our relationship is interesting.
Even my bad decisions have turned out to be blessings in disguise, so throw off the disguise and just see the blessing.
Your high-maintenance bullshit does not stick to my sneakered shoes. If you can’t handle the fact that you flew coach instead of business class, or that the caterer forgot to use the lemons from your family orchard in your cheap-ass chicken dinner, then you need to find your momma and go cry to her because I’m busy solving real problems.
Inconvenient does not equal impossible. Yes, it’s a pain to separate out my recycling and exercise every day, but I was meant for more than sticking my flabby butt to the couch, burying myself under a mountain of water bottles.
As much as I wish I could, I cannot fix you.
Or you.
Or that.
This is why I have roadside assistance, a boyfriend and a dog. If it can’t be fixed by one of those things, it’s not worth having anyway.
“I can’t afford it,” is no longer in my vocabulary, replaced by “I choose to spend my money/time/energy elsewhere.” Sometimes my choices will be different from yours, and that’s OK. I still like you.
Life is an adventure to be had, worlds to be explored, new leaves to be turned. Finding the wonder and joy in life every single day is the key to my happiness and that is simply how it works. If this kind of thing does not agree with you, then thank you for your time with me. I will treasure the experience.
And for those of you still with me, I am truly blessed.
1 comment:
Love this! Go Becky! Take life by the groin and show it who's boss! P.S. I'm still with you!
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