t: Nugget, sue 4 Comments
“You are special” “You’re a special mom” “On your special day” the cards say. We all want to be special.
I find my peace in learning that I am not special. I am pretty much the same as everyone else. We all want the same things underneath it all: to be free from fear and from pain. To have our families be well. To be fed, to be housed, to be loved and to love.
In trying to give up my need to stand out and to be important, I find a deep source of compassion and humor. It is when I know how things “should be” that I get into trouble. I have to let them be what they are.
What a ridiculous life! We all fart and poop and show inappropriate body parts by accident and slip and fall and it is ok. It’s ok. We laugh and love and go on.
That’s all for now.