It's always something. Of course, I know mountain top experiences pass with time. I may not be on the mountain top, but I will always have what I learned there.
Through the practice of simply changing my thoughts about and around an incident, every time it stirs up ugly feelings, I can intentionally reframe how I look at it. Life is really all about how we view the world and events around us.
So, last night the Platypus Ducks won our first victory, third kick ball game. With a team of more small, mighty women than our talented men, we won against a tough team of mostly young, competitive, big men. As we were going down the line greeting the other team and high five'n them, one of the guys said, "Good game mama." Well, did I feel insulted. I allowed a, most likely, meaningless comment to bring me low for several hours.
It's hard losing your youth and your looks, while still feeling young and full of life inside. Now don't get me wrong, I don't want you to imagine a dumpy, frumpy woman of a certain age. I am not, I'm a strong, both physically and mentally, intelligent woman who can hold her own. I wanted to say; this pink team of mostly women AND this grandma, beat your asses. Yes, I do see the irony in yesterdays blog about self confidence being so contrary to the pride issue. Perhaps it was my pride and self confidence that were in question.
Today is a new day and I have shaken it off. God created us to strive for deeper things than looks and admiration. It may take a while, but I'll get there. For now, I'm letting it go and moving on. Would you like to join me in a workout and facial? Tee hee...