Crystal recently posted a link to my simple little blog and said some pretty nice things about me as well. I was taken aback albeit flattered and touched. She admires me? Um, hello...are there not mirrors in your house?! I certainly do not mean to embarrass this girl or offend, but I need to make this point. I will speak in generalities though. I esteem women like this one who seem to have everything I will never have, not in a jealous way, but in a "she sure as heck cannot find anything to admire about me" way. Girls with classic beauty, good fashion sense, perfectly decorate homes, cooking skills, sewing skills, whatever it may be, cannot possibly wish to walk in any of my sensible shoes.
Don't get me wrong, I do not fancy myself the Hunchback or anything, but I have always thought myself a bit of a nerd. Most likely to be called "cute" rather than beautiful. Never on the cheer squad, but rather secretary of the Latin club. Semper Ubi, Sub Ubi. Little Latin humor. My family label..."the smart one." My sister? "The pretty one". Ridiculous! We are both smart and pretty thank you very much! Anyway, Crystal's comment got me thinking. Thinking about something that happened to me about 10 years ago.
There was a house that I loved in a neighborhood near me. It never went up for sale, so we finally built nearby. Soon after our home was finished, yep you guessed it, the house came for sale. A lovely young family moved in and began attending my same church. The mother was gorgeous, of course! All put together...something I will never be, and living in what I thought was the cutest house on the block. I immediately thought, "Oh well, I guess she won't want to be friends with the likes of me."
Shortly after they moved in we were given a church assignment together and became friends. I eventually told her of my first impression and she laughed. The previous summer it turns out that she had watched me playing in the yard with my kids and planting flower beds in front of my brand new house every week as she dropped kids off at my neighbor's for music lessons, and had said to herself, "Wow, that girl has it all!" We both laughed, and cried and hugged each other 'cause that is what women do when they realize how stupid they have both been. Plus I love irony!
Ok, so you get the point, I hope. Good, because I am not sure I know how to explain it. I thought that I had learned something from that lesson, but here I did it again. I assumed more than once that because another woman was "all that" and a great big bag of super nice chips that I did not have anything to offer her. Luckily neither of them was so shallow. We all have plenty to offer one another. Women of faith and kindness, of strength, intelligence, creativity and insight. Real women, real lives, real fun! I am learning...thank you all for teaching me.
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