At the time, I just smiled at her and moved on. While I would be lying if I said it didn't sting, it wasn't worth arguing with her about. My friend was mortified that I didn't stick up for myself.
I simply have to be content in the knowledge, I did a good job for them. The people that matter to me know the truth. God knows the truth. I don't have anything to prove to anyone.
Now, if she had been right, I may have become defensive. A few years before that encounter, I definitely would have become defensive. What I've learned over the years is this; it's when we aren't sure of ourselves, we need to fight for our due. It's more about convincing ourselves we're worthy, than in convincing "them".
Who are "they" anyway? Usually, people we don't know or don't really care about anyway. That woman has no bearing on my life today. I'll probably never see her again. What she thinks of me has no basis in reality and doesn't affect my life in the least.
At the end of the day, if I can look myself in the mirror and be proud of who I was today, I'm happy. If I can bow before my God in good conscience, I am happy. Of course I'm not a saint, but I do try to be a woman of integrity. That's all I can do. Do my best and let God do the rest.
There is only one you. Be the best you, you can be. What other people think of you is none of your business. Fantasizing the freedom to be myself with no apologies.