Yesterday I came across a situation where I thought I was doing good and going out of my way to help someone. The situation is one that could have been avoided, and I didn’t want anything to do with but when I was called and asked for help I decided it was the right thing to do. In turn I got scolded about something I didn’t even realize I’d done and ended up in tears for the better part of the afternoon. I was crying to my mom about it since I was with my family when it happened, my niece KK was in the car with us. She’s only 4 years old. I was saying how I felt bad that things ended the way they did, that I took the time to help someone (missed a movie mom paid for 😦 ) and now I felt like scum. KK then chirps up from the back seat. “Bobbie you don’t have a problem, they have a problem.” Mom and I couldn’t help that chuckle at this little four year old and her wisdom. After starting to cry about it again (I’m a boob, I know) KK replied “Ok, I’m going to cheer you up now.” And gave me a red carnation. I don’t even know where the cute twerp found the thing but it was very sweet.
My great grandmother used to tell my mom the no one means to hurt your feelings and if they do who’s problem is it? Not yours, it’s theirs. I grew up hearing that from my mother in turn. I am a lot more soft hearted than many think. I try to be strong. I come from a family of very strong women and it’s hard sometimes feeling like the weak link. I honestly try never to hurt people, and yet the past few months I am apparently not doing a good job and people are lashing out at me over things I never meant to be hurtful at all. I guess I need to stop caring so much and take the wisdom from my Grandma Olive and run with it.