I got one particular Christmas card this year that has stuck with me. It was thoughtful and sincere and a true gift on its own and included a comment that I've found myself thinking of often, since:
"You might be the strongest woman I know, you're just quiet about it."
I was enormously flattered when I read this, but like I said, it's made me think a lot. You see, the thing is you guys, I don't feel like I'm quiet about anything. When one of my closest new male friends first met me, aside from introducing himself, the first thing he ever said to me was, "wow, you are really loud." Since then, we've become dear friends, but he recently described me as a "firecracker." So, no, quiet isn't usually my thing.
But the comment in that card made me think that I might be doing something right in my life. I thought that was a good foundation to build upon for 2012. Earlier this week I tweeted the one resolution I've finally decided upon:
@SassyMarmalade New 2012 resolution: spend less time engaging in the bullshit and more time just living my own life the way I want to.
When I look back at 2011, I realize that I spent far too much time caring what other people think. I'm not proud to type that sentence. Why the hell do we care what other people think, anyway? People who judge you are unlikely to be kindred spirits or people you truly enjoy spending time with to begin with, so why do they matter? I don't know why, but I want that to change.
If others want to talk about me and spread whatever crazy lies they can concoct and tell anyone who will listen, they can go right ahead. I just don't give a shit anymore.
If something upsets me or seems wrong, I'm going to say so ... and then move on. I'm not going to pretend to be someone I'm not, but I'm also not going to dwell on those moments of disappointment.
I'm going to focus on spending more time with people who make me smile, laugh, or give me things to ponder and learn. Life is too short for boring people.
And I'm going to worry less that I might offend someone with my "firecracker" personality and worry more about what makes me happy. I realize that I'm about to be 33 years old and there is little about my personality that is going to change at this point. My closest friends love me for who I am -- emotional, outgoing, fun and spirited -- and those are the people I care about anyway. I'm happiest when I'm just being myself, uncensored, so why not embrace that?
I'm not going to apologize for just being myself anymore.
Sometimes I realize that maybe we did learn all we needed to know in kindergarten, if only we could remember that now:
"You might be the strongest woman I know, you're just quiet about it."
I was enormously flattered when I read this, but like I said, it's made me think a lot. You see, the thing is you guys, I don't feel like I'm quiet about anything. When one of my closest new male friends first met me, aside from introducing himself, the first thing he ever said to me was, "wow, you are really loud." Since then, we've become dear friends, but he recently described me as a "firecracker." So, no, quiet isn't usually my thing.
But the comment in that card made me think that I might be doing something right in my life. I thought that was a good foundation to build upon for 2012. Earlier this week I tweeted the one resolution I've finally decided upon:
@SassyMarmalade New 2012 resolution: spend less time engaging in the bullshit and more time just living my own life the way I want to.
When I look back at 2011, I realize that I spent far too much time caring what other people think. I'm not proud to type that sentence. Why the hell do we care what other people think, anyway? People who judge you are unlikely to be kindred spirits or people you truly enjoy spending time with to begin with, so why do they matter? I don't know why, but I want that to change.
If others want to talk about me and spread whatever crazy lies they can concoct and tell anyone who will listen, they can go right ahead. I just don't give a shit anymore.
If something upsets me or seems wrong, I'm going to say so ... and then move on. I'm not going to pretend to be someone I'm not, but I'm also not going to dwell on those moments of disappointment.
I'm going to focus on spending more time with people who make me smile, laugh, or give me things to ponder and learn. Life is too short for boring people.
And I'm going to worry less that I might offend someone with my "firecracker" personality and worry more about what makes me happy. I realize that I'm about to be 33 years old and there is little about my personality that is going to change at this point. My closest friends love me for who I am -- emotional, outgoing, fun and spirited -- and those are the people I care about anyway. I'm happiest when I'm just being myself, uncensored, so why not embrace that?
I'm not going to apologize for just being myself anymore.
Sometimes I realize that maybe we did learn all we needed to know in kindergarten, if only we could remember that now:
"Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind."
~ Dr. Seuss







