Hey there, awesome readers.
I ended my last post saying that I would “see you next year” yet somehow, I knew when I was writing those words that I’d be back before 2020. Holy crap. 2020! I remember doing the math when I was a kid and figuring out how old I would be in the year 2000 and here we are 20 years after THAT.
Okay, that was a bit of a tangent and not what I want to write about today. Here’s what’s really on my mind …
When we’re lucky, we find joy in the smallest of things. A sunset. A good cup of coffee. A quiet house during the early morning hours on a Saturday. And yet joy isn’t about any of these things. It’s about finding the joy in something, regardless of what that something is.
Do you know what else brings joy? People that accept us for who we are. Our
faults quirks. Our imperfections inner beauty. Our short comings ability to discover and share the latest and greatest in anti-aging creams.
Acceptance and a sense of belonging is actually an inherent need. Like the need to survive. Or at the end of a challenging day, the desperate need for a glass of wine.
Here’s a question for you:
Knowing that on most days people just want to feel accepted for who they are, how accepting are you of others?
I ask this because tis’ the season of giving and I truly believe that accepting – really accepting – others for all that they are, even the parts of them that don’t jive with our own beliefs, is a gift.
I had another three paragraphs written on this but I started to sound like Gandhi, so I’ll just end this with a quote from Oprah that I found on the internet:
“Don’t be an asshole.”
I may be paraphrasing.
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