Face it, there are just some things we don’t like to admit.
I think I’m getting pretty good at the phrase, “I’m sorry”. If something goes wrong, I just kind of figure it’s probably my fault. There’s an art to apologizing and I’ve had plenty of practice.
I’m also quite adept at “no”, as in, “I can’t accommodate what you want me to do at this time.” That just has to do with personal boundaries and allocation of resources, also a finely honed skill.
Possibly near to the top of the list of difficult things to say is Continue reading “Just say it”
When the kids were younger, I enjoyed having Christmas caroling parties for them. We’d make tree ornaments, strung popcorn, went out caroling in the neighborhood, and generally made a fun mess in preparation for the holiday. (Sometimes, the mess persisted well beyond the holiday, you know, kind of like the pine needles…)
One such party left an ache in this mom’s heart. Our youngest had become the brunt of “girl drama” and had for some reason been “shunned” by the friends she had invited, save one (bless her awesome heart). You may imagine my Continue reading “Little Girls, Little Churls, I mean Curls”