One Man’s Difficult…

Someone…recently described me as…difficult…my first response was…to think of all the ways that my…difficultness…had been warranted…of all the ways…that I was…right…and they were…wrong…to perpetuate myself…as the victim…of unjust criticism…

Of course…Bertha…only let me wallow in those sentiments…for a few minutes…before…she pointed out the obvious…I was difficult…at least from…the other person’s perspective

Yikes…she was right…I was…although…I prefer to think of it as…determined…that sounds more…genteel…kind of like saying women…dew…instead of perspirealthough…they still smell like sweat at the end of the day…

Anyway…regardless of whether I was difficult or determined…she was actually proud of me…for taking a stand…for setting a boundary…for believing in my worth…for…not backing down…

And…I have to admit…these are not easy things for me to do…it’s much easier…just to go with someone else’s flow…and…say…whatever…so…that no one…refers to me as…difficult…I am a people pleaser…after all…

But…Bertha…says I have to let go of other people’s opinion of me…let go of the expectation…that…everyone…is going to…or…should…agree with me…like me…

Hmmm…not easy for a people pleaser…or a reforming people pleaser…as I hope I am

But…Bertha…promises…that as I let other people’s opinions go…and…live from my heart…that…real movement will take place in my life…movement…that will take me to the places that I want to go…

And…she says…it really isn’t…difficult

Jane

Priceless…

It’s been a fun week at the beach…with my daughters and granddaughters…we’ve laughed…we’ve cried…I won’t say who did what…we’ve eaten good food…and we know a couple of places we won’t be returning to next year…

I’ve blogged some days…and some days…it just wasn’t in me…I wrote…and…rewrote the opening for a novel…I stuck to my crazy dietary restrictions…proving once and for all…I am stronger than a pop tart…or a cookie…or…any of the other delicacies that come with children…

I sat on the beach under a super moon…sparkling on the Gulf…and basked in its glory…I watched equally glorious sunsets over the bay…I took pictures of all of it…I made a video of the waves…which I think I’ll enjoy for years to come…

But…most importantly…I got a new name…Grammy Crackers…and that as…Bertha…says…is…priceless…

Grammy Crackers