What I Am is What I Am

Ok. So obviously, I have some strong feelings about the current political situation. I debated for quite a while as to whether this was an appropriate place to publicize them, being our family blog and all. But then I considered two things. One, y’all know me already. You’ve known me for about 20 years now. I’ve probably already given myself away. Secondly, I’m 34 years old. It’s time, past time, for me to be myself and be okay with that. I’m not in high school any more, where it was a huge drama for me to choose the right thing to wear in the morning, so that I wouldn’t be an outcast (I dramatize. But then, I did as a teenage girl, too). Over the years, I’ve gotten better about being honest about who I am, and – knock on wood – I’ve begun caring less whether or not someone likes me and I don’t waste my time wondering how I can make them like me. I’ve finally realized that I can’t control how others feel and how they think. All I can control is what I do. For my own sanity, I have to let the rest go. There’s a great sense of peace that comes with that.

Ask me again in another 20 years, but I kind of like this getting older thing.