I had a man I used to be in a relationship say yesterday:
“you changed me. You helped me realize that someone could accept me just the way I am. I didn’t know that before.”
:) I told him the majority of us do that and to keep looking.
I had a man I used to be in a relationship say yesterday:
“you changed me. You helped me realize that someone could accept me just the way I am. I didn’t know that before.”
:) I told him the majority of us do that and to keep looking.
So my brothers…god bless em, they make me crazy.
I am the oldest, the next is 8 years younger, and the baby is 16 months younger. They have personalities that mesh like Israel and Palestine.
David-the baby who is 19, came to me all frustrated about his “lazy free loading older brother” who was being a jackass on Saturday. I felt honored that instead of getting in a huge fight, he came over to me and asked if I had time to talk.
For the first time I helped him understand the root problem of unmet expectations, and he reacts in anger. He took it to heart and managed to walk over to his brother and have gasp a conversation about it instead of a fist fight.
Yay. :) They might just survive into adulthood…now if one of em would get a freakin job and quit mooching off of mom we’d be golden.
I have been thinking a great deal about how I want to go about doing this. I think originally it was intended as a “inspire others to do great things and change the world” type goal, but now I think it’s better just as it is. If I can, by example of just living my life, make someone else look at their own little corner of the world in a different light, then I have indeed accomplished this. For some reason, this hits me with heightened urgency today.