Friday, May 20, 2011

that scene with the over protective father who screams at his daddy's-little-girl daughter. after she rolls her eyes, yells "but dadddddddd," and stomps away his scowl dissipates into a knowing grin. like, you may hate me now, but this is going to be the stuff of birthday cards in a decade or so.

Sunday, May 15, 2011

self

The moment I start to feel slighted because people don't realize how great I am is the moment at which I am not great. I've been confronted with the idea that I am selfish more than once now during my past 2 relationships. And both times I've noticed that my immediate reaction was usually "how dare you, I am most definitely not selfish." Is this not, if I had not been before, proving that yes I am selfish? The minute  that I develop the attitude that I somehow understand things on a deeper level because I devoted more whatever to trying to figure them out is the minute that I only understand them on a shallow level. The minute I say I have nothing to learn is the moment at which I have the most to learn. I'm sure there's some witty anecdote for this truism, but I'm writing from my heart, almost emotionally, about something that could have been deduced logically and rationally. I've graduated school, yet there are so many things that people who are less educated than I know better. I look at my little girls in the gym and think, damn, I have the greatest teachers right here. It's like getting paid to learn vs learning because you paid. And the things that have "shoulds" attached to them, the things that have kept me "grounded" are the same things that hold me back.