Just As I am

Today while doing some hated chores, I reflected on some of my oddities or idiosyncrasies. The peculiarities that make us unique. The things that make people love us or leave us. I can’t explain mine away. I smiled for a minute. At this season in my life, some things won’t change. I’ll always wash my garbage bins. To some it makes no sense, to me it does. I hate a dirty garbage bin. I still start a chore [the hated ones], leave it in the middle to something else – like writing this post. The truth is – I’m hurting no one. Bad time management, maybe, but it is unlikely that I am going to change. The truth is, I might agree with every opinion or advice given about the quirks I own. No intention of arguing about my imperfections. I own them and am at peace. If it doesn’t keep me out of heaven nor hurt others, you may have to put up with them [or not].

So while we mingle and jingle this holiday season, we may find ourselves having to extend extra grace to those with our blood coursing through their veins. Or be a bit more patient with those whose ways we haven’t yet comprehended. I pray we’ll give others the space and latitude to be themselves. Maybe then we can begin those conversations that might encourage greater understanding. I can then begin to appreciate why you do the things you do. Who knows? Probably we can inspire each other to move to version 2.0 of ourselves. Until then this me – Just as I am. Happy holidays!