Crossing the Line…


Yesterday…I set a boundary…now…I know…for most people…that isn’t a big deal…but…for me…the proverbial people pleaser…it truly is…so…once…I had defined the boundary to myself…I was loaded for bear…and…ready to defend it…

Thankfully…along came…Bertha…before I started a feud…that could have well ended a friendship…she said the situation…reminded her of my property line…it’s there…it’s precise…it has been recorded in the court house…but…when driving down the street…I can’t see it…yes…I have a good notion of where it is…but…I don’t feel the need to erect a concrete fence…to define it…

Once it’s there…and both parties know it’s there…it becomes a non-issue…

Oh…occasionally…her dog visits my side of the line…and…there was that Christmas when my grandkids…used all of my snow building a Snow Bertha…and…ventured into her yard for a few snow angels…

But…all is well…it’s a give and take…and…most of the time…without any fuss at all…we each stay on our side of the line…we respect the boundary…

And…that…Bertha…said…is exactly how I should treat this…I set my boundary…recorded it in the court house…so to speak…and…now…I should just let it go…knowing…that from time to time…it will get crossed…and that’s just fine…the snow angels are worth it…

Jane

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