To much info is shared, some things are better left unsaid.
Facebook Status’
What if my status read” I ‘m constipated!”?
How much is too much?
Family Finances?
Your Sex Life?
I am an over sharer by nature hence the blog and the need to update my Facebook status 15X a day!
I am not easily offended.
Some of the things I see shared on FB is too much for even me.
I am offended.
Maybe I am not offended, maybe more like annoyed, or embarrassed for them.
Those people need a blog!
For as long as I can remember… everything I do ok almost everything I do is for the wrong reason. OK maybe not everything, and maybe not almost everything, but A LOT of what I do is for the wrong reason.
The wrong reason being that I am under the belief that if I do this, or I treat people this way that my actions will control the actions of those around me. I wholeheartedly believed that if I treated people the way I want to be treated then they would do the same for me. Eh… that is so not the case.
Sometimes, it’s a good thing that people don’t always treat me the way I treated them… since I am human and I make mistakes, thankfully those mistakes aren’t always held against me.
Anyway, back to what I was saying. I am learning that I can’t control how others treat me or perceive me. I can only control what I do, and how I treat others. My kindness, or hospitality shouldn’t be decided on the idea of you do for me as I do for you… does that make sense.
So maybe I should only do things that I want to do… I should do what is best for me and my family. Screw everyone else? I don’t see that happening, since I hardly thing that is what life is about and certainly not what I want to teach my children.
But, sadly some people do live their lives that way. Maybe I need to remember that before I make sacrifices and go out of my way for them… I am sure my energy would be better spent on those who truly appreciate and can reciprocate the same to me and my family.
It’s not you it’s me…
The past 2 months have been a whirlwind for Mike and I. Our life has FOREVER been changed. We can never go back, we can only go forward and by the looks of it…the road ahead of us is long and scary. We will get through it… we always do. Usually we are OK just doing it ourselves, but we are quickly realizing that this is bigger than us… so much bigger and we need help.
It’s proving to be IMPOSSIBLE for us to do it alone, between childcare, household chores, and the additional financial burden that hospital living is, we have had no choice but to tuck away our pride and just say THANK YOU!
For me that is VERY difficult I like to be the doer, the organizer the helper… I like to donate and babysit and make meals. I am getting better and the only thing that makes it easier is the thought and hopes of Paying It Forward when all of this is behind us, and we are in a better place. Until then we have no choice than to graciously accept any and all help.
We have had an outpouring of support from our friends and extended family. Meals, childcare, fundraisers, visits, LOVE, prayers, and more LOVE. It has been wonderful. It has been said before and is proving to be sadly true. That when something like what we are facing happens you find out who really loves you and who your friends are.
For me, its been a LOUD, rude awakening. I can’t believe that the people that SHOULD be supportive and helpful to us,and by should I mean the ones that if this situation was reversed I would be there is two seconds FLAT. I had thought about publically outing some of them, but have decided that I have more class than that….and they know who they are.
And really, what could I say… I am mad that you didn’t do what I thought you should do… ridiculous and I know that, and that is the reason why I delayed writing this post. I am hurt, disappointed and frustrated. But, its time for me to wrap it up and throw it out the window. Since I don’t have the time or the energy to waste on these people who can’t even call to check on our sweet Katy….or keep commitments they make to us.
So instead, I will focus that energy on thanking the people that are scooping us up and keep us together and helping get us over this horrific time in our life.
I can choose to be angry all the time… or I can choose to accept what it is and surround myself with people who love and care about us. It seems like a no brainer.
Its funny, though…. When you write a passive aggressive post as this one may be interpreted as. The people its meant for will assume I am talking about someone else and the people its so NOT about will think its about them.
