I’ve never been the most popular or best liked. People don’t go around saying how hilarious I am or even how I’m the nicest person they’ve ever met. I’m just…me. I have faults that I’m trying to overcome. This may sound simplistic, but I’ve grappled with it over the years. I wanted people to say that I’m the best at such and such or the something-est person they’ve ever met. But as I work through my thirties I can say that I’ve let that go…for the most part. Now here’s a milk commercial for you: Being the best ME is enough. Don’t gag! I know it’s corny. But how else was I going to say it??
These days when I come across someone who is all that and a bag of chips, I don’t feel envy I feel admiration.
The other night I was sitting at a table with a great group of women. We were talking about life and kids and struggles and, for a moment, I just sat back and admired the strength of their natures. Sometimes I can be so weak. It’s a frustrating trait that I intend to work on.
I may have faults or things about me that are less than desirable, but somehow I attract really great people into my life. All of my friends are an inspiration to me and from whom I can learn so much…and, of course, with whom I have a lot of fun.
L and G are my bestest friends in the whole wide world. I’ve known L, practically, my whole life and G for thirteen years. Once, for almost six months, the only time I laughed was when I was talking to G. In that way, she saved me. I am so grateful for those two women.
And I’m fortunate enough to meeting more great women.
Dawn. You may have heard of her blog. If you have, you likely know about her fabulous cooking or creative organizational skills. But did you know what a great friend she is, too? She’s straight forward, which I so appreciate, and honest. Two very important qualities in a friend. She’s funny, too, and I truly enjoy her company.
(Okay, new readers via NaBloPoMo…I get mushy. It’s one of my very best defining qualities!)
Then recently I just met another great woman through my children’s music class. She’s the mom of R’s new friend. We went out to her place for a play date last week and it’s scary how much she and I have in common. I felt like a little girl making a new friend. Do you remember what that was like? I don’t think boys make friends in the same way, but I could be wrong. Anyway, as a little girl we’d talk about what we liked, and be so excited when found stuff in common. “You’re favourite food is spaghetti???? Mine too!!!” Well, I felt like that with this lady. “You forget to buy dishwasher soap?? Me too!!” And it didn’t stop there. Our whole visit was like that.
My point of all this is to marvel at how the Universe or God or whatever you choose to call that higher power just keeps serving up to us what we need in our lives. For instance, I said I want to conquer my weakness – I just know that I’ll be attracting some opportunities to do just that.
And, on a closing note. I’m not looking for comments of reassurance. Well, I mean – who doesn’t love reassurance? It’s just that I know who I am. (Pretty much!) I KNOW I am a great person and friend. I’d have to be right? To have so many awesome people in my life!