Treshia’s Tidbits: What Others Say…
I am incredibly insecure.
How many times have I felt like a complete goof while talking to someone? I analyze every single thing I said and try to figure out if what I said was acceptable. It is so funny. Today, I was talking to someone at work. They had this look, “Okay, this is awkward.” I thought to myself, “What did I say?” It was horror of high school repeated. I had an instant flashback to the time the “popular” guy made a comment about me and every one laughed. Seriously, I am 37 years-old. How can I still be this concerned about what other people say? Unhappily, I will admit I do care. So, I’ve decided to follow my own advice.
When a boy at school made a mean face at Abbie, my five year-old, I told her, “Be nice to him. You don’t know what he’s going through.” When someone wouldn’t play with her, I told her, “You have fifteen people in your class. I’m sure you can find someone else to play with.”
And sometimes, Abbie has her own wisdom. We were driving down a busy stretch of road. At a stop light, I looked back at Abbie and asked her what she was doing. She said, “I am smiling at people in their cars. Some of them smile back. Some of them don’t. Why is that, Mommy?” My response, “Well, some people are so busy caught up in their own thoughts they probably don’t notice.” “Some of them are probably happy now because you smiled at them. A smile is like grace. You give it, even when it’s not deserved.” (or returned)
These are not profound principles. Although, it is tempting to write a book about them, but it’s been done. Most of this stuff is in the Bible. Anyway, I have enough on my plate.
Sincerely,
Treshia
