1. I have some truly remarkable people who support me.
Not that they have a choice. Some of them are related to me, but still, I appreciate the effort involved. Eventually you know I've gotcher back.
2. My kids are awesome.
I think I'm making an absolute disaster of their lives and they still love me. I ask them to be better than me... stronger, smarter, faster. Bionic frikken kids, and they try. I pray (and I'm not a praying type of gal) that they'll not fall victim to my own faults and insecurities. Some of the traits are inherited, some are learned, and I really want better for them than I had. There are a few people out there who think my kids aren't awesome. Well, really? Take a good peek at your own. Then get over it.
3. Every parent wants what is best for their own child.
If our child is really lucky, it's what's best for them, too.
4. The best parents are the ones who want what's best for all children, not just their own.
They raise the kind of kids we are all proud of. The kind of kids we wish we were. The kind of kids we hope we can raise. The kind of parents we hope we can be. We almost always fail in comparison. I've watched as others this parent down ever so quiety so as not to raise a commontion. and leave the minimum of tears.
5. If we really knew the other person, we might not say such bad things.
It's easy to talk crap about a person you don't really know. Once you get to know them then you tend to see things from their point of view more easily. This is an important fact, and is directly involved with points 2. and 3. and 4. If you're only inviting the same group that worships you continually, are you REALY getting the whole story, here?
6. Outsides might change, insides are slow to follow.
Right here was a whole lot of stuff that I typed but ended up deleting. Too much Tequila can be bad for us even if it makes us say things we really mean and need to say.
7. Lucky Seven. What would be the really, truly honest thing to say?
I deleted it all. HA!