Today is a bit of a choose your own adventure: write (paint, draw, photograph, record, etc.) about your best experience this year. If that’s not your cup of joe, write about your worst experience. Feeling chatty? Share both your best and worst moments.
How will you resound?
There are several best moments this year. The best ones were traveling with Josh, taking a real vacation that involved not much more than walking to dinner, traveling to California for the first time, hosting friends at my house, being hosted at other homes and for the whole of the year finding and sharing time with people who just “get” me and vice versa. I find comfort in my relationships with other people.
I wouldn’t say there was a definitive worst moment of the year. Thankfully, for the most part 2011 was smooth sailing. My biggest lesson this year came in a difficult way and that came by giving red flag people the benefit of the doubt repeatedly. I believe (and still do) that most people are good. I like to believe that most people have the best intentions. And then their are others who live purely on the surface. They don’t have relationships with other people, they bring me and everyone else down, they try to fix my life and wave their magic wands so that I can be “better”, they analyze me in a negative way (and most other people), and they get involved in my life and then quickly pull away. They throw stones at how I live my life with my husband.
My lesson is, is that I’m not always crazy and overly sensitive when I have red flag feelings about people, I don’t always have to get involved with these people. I don’t have to give them permission to bring me down. It’s okay to simply say no and move on. There are people who think that my life “isn’t together” because I’m not on the exterior, always a together person. We don’t drive a fancy car because we are waiting for our current car to die, this bothers some people. We didn’t buy the fanciest or most expensive house in town. This means that we are “poor” and our house is “too small” to entertain. My husband doesn’t shave every day and has wild and crazy hair, this means he is “irresponsible and not a real adult”. We don’t have children so we are “selfish”. We work from home and this means we are “unemployed”. Yes, these people exist, and yes, I finally understand what it means to have civil relationships all the while giving them a big “f-you” and moving on. It feels Awesome, with a capital A.
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