If you could read my mind, you'd know the many things running through my thoughts right now. Everytime I am home, I am confronted with the fact that my parents are ageing, and that life is not very long afterall.
I wonder if I am a good daughter to them, and if I can find a man who would willingly love my parents as they are, especially with all their imperfections. Touching this topic reminds me of the question if there would be a man who would love me as much as God and my parents do. I know for a fact that I am unlike other girls, I have a stiff neck(not literally) and I make my opinions known most of the time. I somehow enjoy challenges, but would not say I thrive on them. These challenges can come in many forms, including the negative ones (maybe I should say especially).
During the course of a misunderstanding, do not ever challenge me, because I would very likely match up to that. It is in my DNA. It really is egoistic and proud, but like I say, I lurvvveee challenges. Yeah, many people love to ask me to be gentle, soft-spoken, keep my opinions to myself & all, but please don't do it if you can't do it from a place where I know you understand.
Many people have tried correcting me, but in fact what they end up doing is wounding me inside, because when they ask and expect me to behave in a certain manner, they are in fact inhibiting the person that I am. If I might dare say, they have ended up wounding what God has made me to be and tried to mould it to what they think is the best type of characters that I should be carrying as a girl.
You must be wondering why this post is up. Well, I just got off an argument(cold war more like it) with a friend, and am examining the way I am responding and reacting to the whole situation. That friend is pretty upset with me, because I reacted to that person's threat. I have just started a cold war. Pretty good at it. Well trained.
Want to love me? Be sure about it.
not so easy,
gracey
p/s: One of my venting posts. You need not understand. The web is in my head.
I wonder if I am a good daughter to them, and if I can find a man who would willingly love my parents as they are, especially with all their imperfections. Touching this topic reminds me of the question if there would be a man who would love me as much as God and my parents do. I know for a fact that I am unlike other girls, I have a stiff neck(not literally) and I make my opinions known most of the time. I somehow enjoy challenges, but would not say I thrive on them. These challenges can come in many forms, including the negative ones (maybe I should say especially).
During the course of a misunderstanding, do not ever challenge me, because I would very likely match up to that. It is in my DNA. It really is egoistic and proud, but like I say, I lurvvveee challenges. Yeah, many people love to ask me to be gentle, soft-spoken, keep my opinions to myself & all, but please don't do it if you can't do it from a place where I know you understand.
Many people have tried correcting me, but in fact what they end up doing is wounding me inside, because when they ask and expect me to behave in a certain manner, they are in fact inhibiting the person that I am. If I might dare say, they have ended up wounding what God has made me to be and tried to mould it to what they think is the best type of characters that I should be carrying as a girl.
You must be wondering why this post is up. Well, I just got off an argument(cold war more like it) with a friend, and am examining the way I am responding and reacting to the whole situation. That friend is pretty upset with me, because I reacted to that person's threat. I have just started a cold war. Pretty good at it. Well trained.
Want to love me? Be sure about it.
not so easy,
gracey
p/s: One of my venting posts. You need not understand. The web is in my head.
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