My first husband would get out of my way if I played Helen Reddy singing I Am Woman when I cleaned house. My second husband snapped out of his delusional jealousy episodes when I played Any Day Now by Ronnie Milsap. They knew what I hadn’t realized. I was hanging on by the knot tied at the end of my rope. Years passed before I even recognized it, myself.
I have been thinking a lot about how others see me differently than I see myself. My baby sister says, “You are a join-er.” Another sister says, “Look at all you do all the other days.” My Lake Friend says, “That’s because you have your sh*t together.” Another friend says, “You couldn’t be any more kind.” My dog doesn’t say anything, but she thinks I hung the moon. Frankly, I don’t see any of it.
These are just a few observations about myself that have been shared with me the past few days, and they got me thinking about why I don’t have the full and clear picture of myself. Most days, I feel like I am bumbling through life, and one day, I actually will have it all together enough to function as God wants me. Ya think?
Meanwhile, it is very good to have positive feedback. I appreciate my sisters and my friends who give me more credit than I deserve. I need to listen to and interpret my own music choices for clearer self awareness. And, it is very, very good to have a loyal doggie companion.