"People are like stained-glass windows.
They sparkle and shine when the sun is out,
but when the darkness sets in,
their true beauty is revealed only
if there is light from within."
-Elisabeth Kübler-Ross
Sometimes people are a huge disappointment.
I've had a weird week with some encounters with people. Different people.
In this small town that I live in, this little bubble that is safe and stifling and yet comforting as well as smothering, I don't often experience displeasurable people. Or if I do it is a hit and miss encounter. But this week...this has been a strange week.
I had a wonderful night out with 6 girls that I went to high school that I haven't seen in *cough* 15 years. It is always great to see the little girls I used to know in a group of grown women. And it was almost like we just picked up where we left off, only with bigger hips, babies and husbands. I love those kinds of people.
I had a great experience with a group of parents who have daughters that I will coach this fall cheer season. I think we will really have some wonderful, supportive, excited parents this year. It always makes things more fun when parents get involved with their children. I like people like that.
I've been spending a lot of time with my own child's tumbling coach, too. She is doing a boot camp for some Mommies and I like to call it a bootie camp because she is kicking my bootie! But I have learned that I need to stop saying "I am not a runner!" because I am! And I have lost 5 pounds! This woman is so very interesting and positive and teaches you to embrace the things about yourself that go along with, but apart from, your physical body. She wants people to excercise to feel good, not lose weight! And that positive mind set is always so motivating and uplifting and makes me say "I can do this! I AM a runner!" even in 105 degree (not kidding) heat. I adore people like that.
But, sadly, I've had some let downs. Disappointments. Crappy situations. I had a run in with a person who has been in my life for years. I know you have people like this in your life. This lady runs in my circle. She knows a lot of the same people I know. Our daughters know each other. And I, (can I be honest here?) I just don't like her. I have tried to like her or excuse her behavior for years. But it has stopped working for me. I have really high standards for myself with the people I allow into my life. Really high. I don't have time or energy or room in my world for inauthentic people, and I normally don't let people like this woman in. But sometimes you just have to suck it up and keep the peace for the sake of those around you,right? This week, I made a poor choice in words and instigated a situation that cut this woman from my life forever. I tried to own my behavior, but in doing so...in being truthful I caused conflict. This is not a bad thing, but the repercussions of it are. I think I have lost another friend in the process. Another friend who loves and cares about this woman.
I know I'm being vague. I'm trying to be careful, you see. I don't want to hurt anyone any more than they have already been hurt and I'm afraid they might read this blog. I almost didn't discuss this situation on this forum. But then I thought to myself...I am an injured party here. And this is my blog. And by censoring myself on this blog I am only hurting ME! So discuss it I will.
It seems sad that as an adult, we can't be honest with each other. I think I must wear rose colored glasses when I look at the world. I assume people will tell me if they are hurt. Tell me if I have offended. Tell me if they don't care for my actions. And then I, in turn, should be allowed to carefully tell them the same. The older I get the more I find out that the world doesn't work that way.
Why?
Recently, this past school year, Molly got her hair cut. She had a stacked, layered haircut that was darling, but super short. She wanted to grow it out. Have you ever tried growing out a stacked, layered SHORT haircut? It is not fun. We went to the salon to have it trimmed and shaped so we could continue in this grueling process of growing her hair out. Her best friend told her at school the next day "I don't really think that haircut suits you." and Molly said "Tell me about it.". Why can't we, as grown ladies, be honest with each other and tell each other that sometimes their haircuts don't suit them? Molly's friend wasn't trying to be mean, only honest. Molly knew that and accepted it. Why can't we do the same?
When did being honest and open become a taboo thing? Why can't I say to someone "You know, I just don't like this person. She has no depth of character. This isn't about the two of us, but I don't care to be around her or have her in my life." and not be condemned for it?
Why?
Sometimes people suck.
Yes I said suck.
And then there are people like
Ashley who write posts like
these. People who are real and authentic and love me despite me being loud and abrasive and brutally honest. People like my friend Jenny who will call me and say "Are you all right?" when I'm being unusually negative. (I know she really wants to say "What the hell is your problem?" but she, unlike me, operates with a filter.) And my Mother who will read my emails and not say "You probably shouldn't have said that..." but "You are awesome! Rawk on!" because I'm being real. And my dear, sweet husband who has stayed with me for 15 years and embraced my brutal honesty who will say "We are so much better off without that toxic influence in our lives. Forgetaboutit." They don't tell me that what I see as an issue is unimportant. They know that it if is important to me, then it is an issue, no matter how small it may seem in the grand scheme of things.
I love people like that.
So most of the time, change is good. But sometimes, like transplanting a flower, you dig up the plant to change it and it takes a good amount of wilting and settling in before the roots start to grow.
I hate the transplant stage.
Brutal truth.
"Surround yourself with only people who are going to lift you higher."
-Oprah Winfrey