Today was one of those days I needed to tattoo that on my own forehead, backwards, in black ink, font size 48, arial script so I could read it everytime I looked at myself.
Life is not always fair, situational outcomes are almost never fair, and I being the control freak I am-have a very hard time with that.
I was the kid in school that hated group projects because I couldn't do it all.
I can't take it.
It's not always fair. Fair really has no relevancy or place in describing life events. Not every kid gets a trophy. Not every beauty queen deserves or recieves a crown. If a child doesn't win, teach them to be a graceful loser.
If I grew up thinking everything would be given to me so things could be fair, I wouldn't have learned to work for what I wanted- even if in the end I didn't actually get what I thought I had earned or deserved. You get over it. Move on.
Today was hard to overcome that. It's not fair. Why. Why. Why.
But then I look around.
My husband let me do what I wanted to our home when I redecorated.
We have a gorgeous 4 month old.
We have a pair of adorably humanlinke furbabies.
We both have wonderful parents and siblings we love dearly and love us unconditionally.
So what do I have to ask why about or what do I believe is unfair?
Nothing apparently.
You get over it. Move on.
Not everyone gets a crown. Nor do you always deserve it. Look past it. Be thankful for what you already have.
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