Yesterday’s upset has left me a little bruised… It is quite sobering when one cocks up and causes one’s kids to be rightfully fed up… Part of the attraction of having kids is that, in the early years, one’s children have this belief that you are totally fab and know everything…
It would appear that I am NOT totally fab and DON’T know everything … This is sobering – especially as I seem to be receiving this information from differing sources on a fairly regular basis…
So …what to do …
This is supposed to be a blog exploring me “having the best time”… yesterday didn’t always feel like the best time at all … But from it I have come to various conclusions…
I have said before that my children tell me that the thing about a cliché is that the nature of a cliché is that it holds a truth – so I take comfort from this cliché:
“You can’t please all of the people all of the time”…
So, it appears reasonable to not to always take other people’s reaction as a measure of whether we have got something “wrong”. So, rather, take it as a prompt to look at our behaviour and see – dispassionately and undefensively – whether they have a point…
When it appears that, after rigorous self examination, one sticks by one’s original behaviour / choice, then, I offer this further, very helpful, thought:
“What people think of me is none of my business.”
But my pain was nothing to do with anyone else’s opinion. My bruises come from knowing that yesterday I didn’t live up to who I aspire to be – I wrote a post exploring the concept of “oversharing” and “too much information” and defending my choice to write a daily personal blog …
And then through being impatient and arrogant – thinking it would be fine, whilst knowing that there was a likelihood that I would get it wrong – I posted my blog using my daughter’s computer thus causing my contentious and attention seeking post tag line to appear as if she had posted it on her page… NOT my best moment…
Tom tells me that a measure of my parenting is that all this has been aired and discussed between us as a family – I have apologised profusely – and we all still seem to be very warm and affectionate in the wake of it… I am hugely grateful that I appear to be forgiven and I am loved – despite – being who I am.
And, as a measure of how awesome my family is – today one of my other daughters it putting my blog up for me as I am computer and internet-less – on holiday in Northumberland – having the best time 🙂
