Tonight we started back with our church group that we are very close to….we have about twelve of us in a group and these people are like family….they know my secrets….they know what makes me tick…and in spite of that they still love me.
Today was a hard day of owning a business…and I would love nothing more than to live in a cabin in the woods far from television…and debates. I would love to make soap every day and just sip coffee in the morning…but that isn’t reality.
There will always be people who lie about you…and hate you….and they will feel that those lies are true and will repeat it to all sorts of people around you…
There is a reason why women dislike other women. We tend to be jealous of success or when someone is in power. We say we support others but we spread lies, stir the pot, gossip, say mean things…attack appearances and then say…they can’t figure out why women build walls.
I learned long ago how to build your support team and who you needed on that team.
You need someone/ or a group of someone’s who will tell you the truth. Someone who will see your vulnerabilities and still love you. You need a cheerleader. Someone who respects you and your talents. Someone who will compliment your successes and cheer for you.
Women who ask about you when you don’t feel like talking. Women who check on you when you have cancer treatments instead of taking from you.
Women who know when you are talking but not saying everything you mean….women who know you are struggling and make it their mission to pull you up.
You do not need a large group….I have found the larger the group the bigger the betrayal….
I have close friends from all walks of life and from different areas of my life….
My clown friends and I text almost daily…my close friends from church we try to touch base twice weekly…and my friends from my childhood we check in periodically…..
I want to be a woman who builds up….compliments often. I try to always tell people (even strangers at the airport if I like what they are wearing etc). Compliments are something that are few and I know when I get one it makes my day!
How about we start a women’s movement where we build up. We have mutual respect, we don’t hold grudges. We aren’t mean and spread lies about others…we work things through. We don’t speak ill of someone because of looks or something else they can’t help. How about we applaud women and their successes instead of assuming only men can make decisions. How about we be respectful of women in their positions and not spew hatred about them because they have a leadership role which they never asked for and frankly really didn’t want. Why can’t we as women just be kind? How about we start that movement?
Last night I was hugged and loved on….they know the struggles I am having on this medicine, they know the struggles I am having with my parents…and they know they can’t fix it…but they hug me and they pray for me and there’s nothing more than I can ask.
Today is full of things I must do…people that work for me have no idea of the hours that I put in while not physically at work and….how we never stop working.
Tonight….I clown….and laugh…and leave the burdens that I carry behind. No one promised life would be easy….but no one said we couldn’t laugh as we go….
This is 50….and I am a Gen X….and I know how to pull up my big girl panties….now watch me do just that.
The Reluctant Red Nose 